My real life consists of toys. Trains, balls, stacking blocks... you name it, we probably have it (as long as it doesn't light up and use a ton of batteries... those often get stashed in my closet... )
I do load after load of dirty laundry in my real life. Mostly real, some figurative.
In my real life, some weeks are busier than others, and I live by my calendar. In my past life I never needed calendars, but in my real life my brain went out the window when my children entered this world.
My real life is filled with messy joy. Babies that smell like yogurt because they feed themselves with joy. Toddlers that also smell like yogurt because it's the only thing he will happily eat.
My real life includes a proud toddler, who received a "brand new Gordon and his tender!" for potty excellence...
... and a willful baby who still falls asleep in her mamas arms.
In my real life I play trains all day, and sometimes have as much fun as my son. We take them on adventures to the zoo, up mountains, down mountains, skiing, hiking, to visit cows and airplanes and grandparents.
And in my real life, we sip hot chocolate from sippy cups and mugs, drinking in the simplicity and joy of our real life.
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This weeks You Capture challenge was to capture your real life. Check out Beth’s site to see more fantastic captures!
