A smile

After I wrote the last blog I heard Greg yell, "Michelle come quick." As I ran through the house I noticed small wet footprints in the house...

even upstairs in the playroom.

Greg was ringing out the soaked stuffed animals (the reason for wet prints upstairs, the girls had to get the animals).
As I walked outside, I only noticed the wet dolls Greg was wringing out. Then I turned to the side and saw the girls were in this box filled with water. They were taking turns dipping their heads in. They were having fun. It made me laugh and smile. Just what I needed. I am thankful for the fun memories and times we can have as a family.