Life seems kind of boring lately. We’re working on wrapping up our school year – Liberty gets a prize for finishing the first subject with her math this week – and nothing else much is going on. Blogs are hard to write when there isn’t something going on.
It hit me. This has been the longest we’ve lived in one house. Pierce is approaching the oldest any of ours have been without having another sibling in the works or already here. In ten years of marriage, we’ve lived in nine houses in four states and had six children. Three of those years have been in this house. The baby is 17 months old and the next one… isn’t. It’s just odd. Life seems boring.
Don’t get me wrong, the days can’t possibly be boring. There’s too many things hollering for attention to be boring. But there isn’t anything exciting either.
Stay tuned. Things can’t stay like this for long. It has never happened.