Moments 1

It's early, and I rise with baby. Smiling in the darkness, she greets me, her eyes filled with laughter.

It's afternoon, and snow falls from the sky, dancing, twirling wildly with the wind. We dance to Abba, singing, laughing, moving and grooving. My head is spinning, and the laughter prevalent.

Afterwards, we snuggle tenderly upon a blanketed floor, pillows and blankets abound. Soon, sweet baby's eyes are closed, breathing softly, she sleeps.

Lunch is warm soup, eaten while watching dancing snow. Baby still sleeping. Mommy makes tea.

The house is scattered, chaotic with "stuff"about the place. It's definitely lived in.