Real Life
Every once in a while I get a shot of Real Life. It may not be the prettiest picture, it may seem odd to other people, but it is reality as we know it in this season of life. The reality is: the vacuum cleaner is always out, Max must wear layers of his older sisters' socks to go out and play when his little sister is sleeping in the bedroom they share, and my husband's hands are looking older because he is losing a lot of weight and works very hard every day to provide for us.
