Most days don't. :)
Some days, the farmhouse sparkles.
Most days it does not.
Some days the kids are clean.
But most days the evidence of kid-life, is all over their little faces.
Some days I manage to get my Mama's homemade soup recipe on the table, a perfect meal on a snowy afternoon.
But most days are peanut butter days (no jelly, cuz we're out and I haven't made it to the store) served on the heals of a last loaf of bread. :)
But most days, we're learning to fall more and more in love... with Jesus and with family. :)
Most days are loud and adventurous and messy, and oh so sweet.
But ALL days with these treasures are pure gift.
"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith- and this is not from yourselves, it is a gift from God!" Ephesians 2:8