
After nine months of anticipation and wonder, today was the day. I woke up a couple of times last night thinking it must be time. As usual, new life takes its good old time. Nic kept telling me to “slow … Continue reading
After nine months of anticipation and wonder, today was the day. I woke up a couple of times last night thinking it must be time. As usual, new life takes its good old time. Nic kept telling me to “slow … Continue reading
“Where are you going grandma?” “To make tea.” And Adriel races up the stairs behind her. 5 minutes later we hear some very familiar sounds. Are they baking again?! Sure enough, we heard the electric mixer turn on. I went … Continue reading
Strewn toys, sweet drawings on my refrigerator, empty treat trays, decorations (that aren’t placed just so anymore), and frosting bowls with finger trails in them. Signs of a day well spent.
Micaiah wanted to celebrate this beautiful harvest season. “A fall party!!” he kept saying.
He planned games, made decorations and wrote his own invitations complete with a handprint turkey.
He was kind enough to let Adriel choose and make treat recipes (with help from Grandma of course).
We practiced welcoming guests, taking coats and offering beverages.
I am one proud mama. I set out one decoration and helped a few mothers understand what the mysterious turkey card meant that their child brought home. Grandmas helped with the cookies. Other than that, this was a kid-thrown fling. How cool is that?!
It was a time of enjoying friends and showing love.
Blessed, I feel. (How Yoda was that? Sorry)
As Amanda Soule puts it: {this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.