Last week, I posted this image of James and I on Facebook. It got more interaction that I was anticipating, and we kind of chuckled about it.

But I think it’s because people could relate. We know so many people with little ones. Some of you work all day and then come home and take care of them. Some of you stay home with them all day and then well. . . they are STILL with you through bedtime. And so you all know the exhaustion level that hits the second they are in bed. When you can finally flop yourself down on the couch and call it a day. When you can zone out and turn into an evening zombie and stop all those brainwaves from overstimulation. And so sometimes that what we do.

And here we are at our finest. Tea. Fuzzy blanket. School bag unopened on the floor. Pant leg tucked awkwardly into sock. We talk intermittently. And we finally get the chance to unwind. Praise the Lord for 8:00!