Yesterday we cleaned out the girls' room. It's pretty and pink/purple/green now. We elevated their bed with royal "towers" and now they sleep as true princesses. The queen has received vast tracks of storage for only $8.98.
Tomorrow we will "really clean" the house. This is quite a different undertaking than "cleaning up". We "clean up" every hour - on the hour - it seems. The "real cleaning" should probably take place far more often than it does, but tomorrow is the day. Hoo-rah.
Today a 5th grade friend is coming over to join our home school happiness. James is here for the morning, so I believe we'll enjoy a "guest speaker" during P.E. I'm thinking a golf clinic on the back lawn would afford me bonus moments with the preK-1st graders. Each boy has a baseball game this evening, so it should be a long, fun night at the park.
Thank You, Lord for being the same: yesterday, today, tomorrow. Thank You for never changing, while consistently moving in my life to bring about purifying change. My hope is in You, alone.
