Keep Calm and Take Pictures

I was cleaning the kitchen and listening to my "Hilary Weeks" Pandora station. 

You know I'm desperate when I turn on Sunday music when it isn't Sunday. 

Don't get me wrong, Hilary Weeks is great. But I'm more of a George Strait, Alan Jackson, or Alabama Pandora station kind of gal. 

I was scrubbing and a little voice in my head told me to stop and take pictures. 

So I did.

Look what I found? 

Maggie doing something that she's not supposed to be doing. 

Surprise, surprise. 

With her hair tie ripped out yet again...

I felt so sneeky spying on the girls from the living room.

I'm so grateful they have eachother. 

And then Rachel caught me and said, "Mom, take a picture of me!"

I took the picture, then walked back inside to finish up the kitchen when I scrolled through my pictures to see if I got anything "blog worthy". Then I saw this one and almost started to cry. Dang hormones. 

This picture took my breath away. 

Thanks Rachel. ;)

So when you're listening to Sunday music on a Wednesday night, or feel as if the day will never end...

Keep Calm and Take Pictures.

Works for me.