Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Little Things

It's the little things that make me feel joy:

*It's spending a weekend with friends when you've all sent the kids off to the grandparents'. (We missed you, Sara!)

*It's being married to your best friend.

*It's receiving a phone call from one of your closest friends announcing the birth of her daughter. Congratulations Jack, Kelly & Owen! We loved getting the pictures of Silvia!

*It's your toddler keeping his undies dry all day and not being scared of public restrooms.

*It's a favorite summer pie - even if it's short a few nectarines and blueberries thanks to your son "helping."

*It's a picnic lunch of peanut butter and homemade (though not by me) blackberry jam accompanied with grapes and "bunny crackers" (Annie's Homegrown organic cheddar bunnies - sooo much yummier than Goldfish crackers - thanks for the addiction, Carrie!)

*It's sleeping with your windows open and being awakened in the night to the fragrance of a summer rain.

*It's a sunny day with a great breeze and open windows to feel the breeze.

*It's finding hints of what looks to be curly hair on an unexpected red-headed daughter.

*It's getting through a conversation without laughing with your son who has out of nowhere started stuttering (we were told this is common ans temporary for boys his age.)

*It's registering him for preschool and finding yourself crying as you realize this is the beginning of his school years.


*It's finding the "perfect" antique desk you've been looking for, offering them less than the asking price and having it accepted at $75 and then coming home to find it online for $3000 whie researching the history.

*It's getting a funny housewarming card in the mail.

It is all the moments that make you stop and realize this is what life is made of: the little daily "nothings" that add up to so much more.


2 comments:

Jenkins said...

Noah is just too cute! Nothing better than a dry pants day! Happy child and very happy mommy. I am not a fan of public restrooms. We had some wet pants incidents because mommy's fear of the public restrooms...oh, the boys wet pants not mine.

Love the desk. How much fun to come upon such a find?! And to discover the price!

daniella said...

This post makes me think of that Faith Hill song:

"...The secret of life is a good cup of coffee
The secret of life is keep your eye on the ball
The secret of life is to find the right woman
The secret of life is gettin up early
The secret of life is stayin up late
The secret of life is try not to hurry
But dont wait
Dont wait
The secret of life is nothin at all
Oh, its nothin at all
The secret of life is there aint no secret
And you dont get your money back..."

I too love the little things...they're waaay better than the big things. Way better.

And I think your hair is really cute! My sis who is a hairdresser said that if you want to grow it out just keep trimming the back till it grows into a bob and go from there. In the meantime use bobby pins for the sides, at least that's what I'm doing, otherwise I start looking like an extra from the movie "Annie". Know what I'm sayin'?