Yesterday I whipped up dinner while the children napped. Manicotti stuffed with ricotta cheese and spices, smothered in pasta sauce, parmesan and mozza cheese. Then I made up some italian herb and cheese bread to go with it. It's kind of a favorite around here. Mr. Stannix walked by the kitchen and peeked in while I was making it and told me it looked good. On his way out to shovel the walks he told me he would, "be back soon with an appetite".
While everything was cooking in the oven, I tackled the dishes. Hyrum sat at my feet in the kitchen playing with his rattle. As I scrubbed and rinsed, I tickled his sides with my toes to keep him entertained. He would giggle and pull at the bottom of my pant leg as he looked up at me. Camilla played in the living room with her make-shift tent (piano bench and blanket) and her teddies. While I washed she played. Then she started bouncing her teddy on top of her tent while she sang, "Jumpin' on my bed, jumpin' on my bed" to a tune that sounded very much like "Mr. Golden Sun". When I finished the dishes, I picked Hyrum up and noticed he had white sugar all over his bottom. Camilla had gotten into it earlier while I was putting him down for his nap and he sat in the mess under the cupboard.
Soon my rosy cheeked Mr. Stannix arrived back inside and we all sat down for dinner. It was wonderful to eat as a family, to look around the table and see smiling faces, to share laughter and food together. It is in these moments that I find joy in being a homemaker. I love cooking meals for my little family and watching them gobble it all up. I love serving them and seeing their smiles. And I extra love hearing my children giggle as they relish in life's simple pleasures. Life is good.
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