On the 12th of each month, I take 12 photos to document my day. My man returned home this afternoon after being out of town for an entire week. We were all happy to see him walk through the door.
1. I am 6 weeks into my training schedule for the Hollywood Half Marathon. Thanks to my foam roller, I'm not even feeling the 8 miles I ran yesterday. 2. Light dusting. 3. The punk and his mama in a doorknob. 4. Church kicked my butt today. At one point, I was the sole adult with 8 kids on one bench. 5. All three of us left the church in tears. It's been a long week without our man. 6. Sparkles. 7. Reunion with Daddy. Hallelujah! 8. The bathroom remodel is in full swing. The most important fixture is here, awaiting bubbles and candlelight. 9. The basher woke up from his nap to find Dad home and order restored. 10. This morning's light dusting turned into a full-day snowstorm. Dad helped the punk build his first snowman of the season! Yes, he's a pirate. 11. Chicken tacos. 12. Their temporary "tub:" a plastic bin placed in the shower downstairs.