Apples and Baskets

I was rushing around the other day trying to get just 'one more thing' checked off my list. Rebekah was insisting on a PJ morning and enjoying it immensely. When I went to grab the laundry basket to get the next load moved around, I was greeted by this sight:

There she was, pajamas, apple and feet up on MY laundry basket. What's a frazzled mom to do? I decided to postpone laundry and grab my camera. She was having the best time. We took all kinds of crazy photos. I was trying to get a close up of her cute nose. It didn't work out for me, but we laughed a lot in the process.

Thanks, baby girl, for reminding me to take time to smell the roses (or apples).

Look at that apple messy face and a smile to warm your heart.

Rebekah, I hope you know how much you are loved!