The Magic of a Nap

I just woke from a nap...with my 3 yr. old on one side and my 8 yr. old on the other. My heart softens as a watch her breath deep like, with her little hand on her chest. And he, he a little boy slowly becoming a man who plays hard, goes hard all morning & still, still more days than not crashes in the afternoon along with the rest of us and is much less grouchy when he does.

Something happens in the quiet moments. I recieve the gift of these little people, and strings of love are tied to these persons whom I care so much for yet, as most all mothers have experienced, these little people interrupt my flow of thought quite often, they make messes, they act silly at inoportune times & dirty a lot of clothes. Yet, when my eyes open after an hours nap, my heart softens as I rest between soft sheets with these children God has entrusted to my care. And I say hats off to a good ole' nap.

Okay, so we are on the road, again. Forgot the cord for camera to computer so creek house pic's- fishing, kayaking, doing leaf shadings will have to wait. Now,we have landed in one of my favorite NC cities...Ashville for a week while our hardwoods are sanded & fumes settle. Today was our first day of exploring the 8,000 acres of Biltmore with our yearly pass...oh, my stars are we pumped or what!@!* And just in case you think I'm crazy enought to take my 8,5,3 & 11 month old in the house by myself, I didn't. We are going for the...yes, the gardens galoore, the farm, the hikes & bike path- miles and miles of beauty & yes, the creamery at the new Antler Hill Villiage.