Planting Trees...

...She rises up

As morning breaks

She moves among these rooms alone

Before we wake

And her heart is so full

It overflows

She waters us with love

And the children grow

So many years from now

Long after we are gone

These trees will spread their branches out

And bless the dawn

These trees will spread their branches out

And bless someone...

Andrew Peterson is one of my favorite go tos for calm music in the car for Silas when he is drowsy. I love singing him songs that I really mean too.

Today, Planting Trees came on as we were driving home. As he was falling asleep I was thinking about how true I hope this song is of my life. It reminds me of that quote floating around Pinterest...

... Being the Proverbs 31 women/wife/mother is a tall order that I'll never attain. But I do hope that my children know how much I cherish them. I hope that when they are grown they remember a childhood full of love, fun & encouragement.
I'm working on my perfectionist ways now. Letting go of my ideals of having the perfectly clean floors, smudge free fridge & fresh baked bread. Some days the floors just don't get swept. More often then not my fridge has the cutest little hand prints about 2 ft high all over it. And I don't remember the last time I made a loaf of bread. But I think Silas knows his mama loves him without a shadow of a doubt. And that's what is most important to me right now.