thankful daily

Chichi: Mom. That is so nice of you. To wash the dishes for Daddy.


Indeed.

I am thankful for B, daily.

thankful too

Two quilted shams to rest a weary head. $1.00

One twirly skirt to dance and make believe in. $1.00

Four rolls of paper to wrap the simple joys in life. $1.00

Many many pages of adventure and time well spent. $1.00

One perfectly pretty thing, with little function and no meaning. Other than to make me quite happy. $2.00


I am thankful for garage sales.

thankful

Holding a small child's hand.

Wearing my scarf.
Eating chocolate covered raisens.

Listening to the 7 year old babble about where we should go next.

And a little monkey of mine own. . .

That I feed.

I am thankful for field trips.

we have

Yesterday marked the end of a very long month for our family.

Have you ever had months or days or years that are just. . . well, long? Horribly long. Where at the end of each day you crawl into your room and put your face in your pillow?

That's when I try to give myself a pep talk, which by the way is the saddest, lamest pep talk ever. Also, don't ever ask me for a pep talk.

What else can you do though? It's already done. It's hard. Life. Is. Hard.

But- also good.

Oh, so good. The sweet for us is oh so honey sweet. We have the best of friends. We have the best of family.

And most of all We Have: