One Hour of Fun

Our little butterfly has been taking some steps backward lately. It's not unexpected, but it's not easy. One of the boys has been learning to deal with passionate emotions. It's not a huge surprise, but it's not welcomed. I live in a house of "sinners," 

myself included. The behaviors we see are not shocking, but it can surely be very rocky and tiring. 

We're talking about "love and forgiveness" verses "revenge and self-seeking" almost daily. (hourly?)

But for ONE hour this weekend, we were able to forget ALL of that and just have fun. 

We spent ONE hour playing tag at a nearby park. 

We scared the little kiddos away. (Not really, I hope... maybe they were already leaving?) 

Even Mommy and Daddy played tag for a LONG time. 

Try as I might, I could NOT tag Daddy. He's just too fast. ;)

Sure was good to run around between the drips of rain together. So thankful.