If the kids wouldn’t have freaked out, I would have taken a video or a picture of their dancing extravaganza last night to Maggie’s ‘Dove Cameron Radio Station’ on Pandora.
I mean, the boys… who knew they could rave like that!
It was a moment of sheer joy and sweetness. You and I were talking at the table.
The kids were dancing their hearts out.
The music was mildly uplifting at best, fun and harmless at worst.
It was a sweet, perfect, beautiful midweek moment.
These little things… these times when the kids dance so hard, it makes them want to come in and give us hugs and kisses and makes them laugh and smile with each other.
And you and I talking about what’s going on.
These things? That’s what I live for.
I love you.
This was probably more like Mother’s Day:
- Sam’s baseball game.
- Brunch at Cuzi with my parents
- Playground time at our new pool
- Roswell Arts Festival
- Chocolate chip cookies somewhere in there.
It was one of those nice, fun, outdoorsy, sweaty, but sweet Saturdays.
Happy Day Before Mother’s Day!
…with a sewing machine.
You made her the purse she’s been begging for!
And it do look good!
He is risen! (He is risen indeed!)
Glad to celebrate with you and are little hunters.
Thankful that you and I have experienced the truth of the Resurrection. I pray that we live in it and grow in it. And we can lead these three young hearts and minds in it.
It was sad watching how excited M was about the snow and how little the sky delivered.
You were about as excited as the kids.
It was a bust, but I got the day off, so we got to hang out together all day. That part was cool!
Our boy Sam and his kindergarten writing.
Nothing else needs to be said.
I like giraffes, too, Sam. I like them, too.
I can honestly say that without you, I don’t know if I would have ever gone up to B.J. Reece Orchards to pick apples. It’s not because I wouldn’t have wanted to. I just wouldn’t have thought about it.
You keep us in good ideas and good family outings. I know I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s always worth repeating.