I am thankful for:
Faith
Family
Friends
Crockpots
Mini-vans
Yoga class
A husband who likes to hold my hand
Children who play with my hair and still call me Momma
Sour cream and onion potato chips
An online library catalog
Coffee
Electricity
The Little Yellow House
A church that forgives the church giggles
Activities that make my children happy and healthy and provide me with good friends.
The ability to stay home with my children
The education that will allow me to go back to work when the time is right.
Baking
Warm Boots
Belly laughs
Being able to call a friend and say, "I have to go first"
Date night
Stinky toes and bath towels with hoods
Keeping up with friends on Facebook and blogs
The ability to wind up a post when the moment of quiet has passed................
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!!!!
The best part of me is my eyes
because I can see with them
and I can see surprises
I can see colors
All the girls in my family have brown eyes
As written by my first grader........
So - I know that those of you who do not live in New England are probably going - "snowstorm shnowstorm - quit your whining - you live in Massachusetts!"
The problem with this particular snow storm is it messes with the natural order of the universe. You see - the leaves change color, then they fall off the trees, then the snows come. Pretty much how it normally works I have been told.
What happened here is a whole big fat stinking bunch of very wet snow came very fast and landed on all of the trees that were still full of leaves.
Then those trees broke.
A lot of them.
It seriously sounded like bombs going off last night.
All night.
I should really be napping.
Anyhow - here are some pics. We are all safe. No power and we are literally trapped in our neighborhood by downed trees and power lines. We lost a lot of branches but nothing hit the main structure of the house.
Halloween should be interesting.
:)
On a big comfy couch
in front of a fire
with two little children on either side of me in soft pajamas
They smelled like Nutella
We really love Nutella around here
Anyway
They were so soft and sweet and smelly good.
I had a third child at my feet reading a novel with her head against my leg.
I thought to myself
I want to freeze this moment.
I want to never ever forget the way that this feels and smells.
This is
Magic.......
Then someone elbowed me in the eye and the child at my feet asked me for the 900th time TODAY if I remembered to buy jello from the grocery store and I thought to myself
What on earth is the matter with the people that write these ridiculous Strawberry Shortcake books? Don't they realize that these are CHILDREN's books? How long is this thing? I think I got through War and Peace faster than this! Good grief I need someone to come and take me out of my misery here. Surely this is almost over......
oh but I do still want to remember that moment - the one right before all of that happened
Parenthood is such a contradictory thing isn't it? Happens too fast - drags on like torture all in the exact same moment.
Lucky I have a blog to think about that kind of stuff on
Right?
