It's nights like these that remind me how much I really love my big, loud, crazy family.
My brothers have invented some modified version of frisbee/catch with a cork trivet (Jolie has volunteered to be their "runner"), Laney is in the kitchen making brownies with a friend, Mom and Papa are working together on finances (pff, grown up stuff), Emily is painting her nails (we LOVE the gel nail polish), and I'm just sitting back and watching it all happen.
God is good. So glad to be home.