Such an odd but lovely morning. I made scones but forgot the salt. Oh well. They were still pretty satisfying. But then my kid asked if I forgot the sugar. Goodness no I did not forget the sugar — these are scones not muffins, child!
And then we were late for the annual July 4th parade, but decided to celebrate instead with slurpees. I think I liked this better than the parade. It doesn’t even have a marching band. (The parade, not the 7-11!)
And then on our sticky slog home we were rewarded with a cardinal and grasshopper sighting. Can you get over the size of this grasshopper? They say everything’s bigger in Texas, but it seems to be true for Florida too.
Here I now sit, sipping iced coffee and savoring a few moments alone as the rest of my small but mighty family swims. Pure joy for this introvert mama!
Taking it slow, savoring the gifts. (And even those saltless scones).
Four is nonsensical knock-knock jokes and pretending to read clocks.
Four is eating pb&j, cheese sticks and cereal–all before 9AM.
Four is finding loopholes in bedtime rules.
Four is big feelings, and even bigger hugs.
Four is winning at Memory and mastering big-kid puzzles.
Four is I got it!, I know!, I can do it!, and I love you you, mama.
Four is holding on tight to fleeting 6am snuggles.
Happy birthday today to my little girl (who does not seem so little anymore). I looked at what I wrote last year and I can’t believe how much my daughter has grown. I can only begin to imagine what she will be like when I write this next year. Oh, how the time flies.
And because I’m ridiculously sentimental, thinking a lot about the birth memories I shared in The Birth(day) lessons. That nesting-pregnant-woman seems like a child compared to what I have grown into during these last four years. It is truly a joy to watch how much we grow, too, hand-in-hand with our child.