These are the days.

These are all the pictures that I took of my children on Sunday before we left to church. Not a one of them would be considered fit for a magazine. But to me, they are perfect. I'm sure that one day when each of them have left my little nest I'll get teary eyed remembering the cute things they said, the little tantrums they had and what an ordeal it was to get them all ready for church all by myself while daddy was at his church meetings. These will be the good old days for sure.