I sat in the kitchen last night after the kids went to sleep, basking in its finished beauty. I should have been working on other rooms, but I only had energy to meditate about putting them together, not enough for the actual process. Bryan taught a great Family Home Evening lesson last night about what it means to have a house of order. Slowly, slowly, we're working our way there.
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I see a beautiful kitchen and a beautiful boy.
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