There are so many things I love about this photograph.
Most obviously, I am quite certain my yellow lab is nothing short of eye candy.
Digging a little deeper, I easily find those one thousand words pictures can tell.
I am a mom. My house is not perfect, colorful toys have replaced stylish decorating accents. Because I am a mom, my Christmas wreath is still up in March, as kids grow out of shoes and clothes at lightning speeds, and the funds for that rusty metal moose head I've had my eye on are literally worn by ever growing not-so-little-anymore little (healthy) bodies.
Because I am a mom, I have time to bake bread, from scratch, the sweet smelling dough rising in a sunny spot beside the fireplace.
Because I am a mom, we can not hire pricey contractors to put in new floors, we've had to learn to do it. Yet as my kids zoom around on their new plasma cars, I feel satisfied.
Because I am a mom, my life from the outside in may not look perfect, but when you look a little closer, it's just that, and more.
I feel fortunate to be a stay at home mom in a culture where career is king. I'd rather not miss out on those many little things that make life what life should be.