buying some little art things I’ve loved for ages.
hanging out in my parents backyard.
winning the battle against the tent and the box it came in.
getting an extra butter tart for the ride home.
spending the night catching up with my dad.
Tag: family
grace in small things. 1250 of 1460.
1. incredibly soft dog noses.
2. eating a chicken fresh from the farm.
3. seeing what my mama has been working on in her studio.
4. riding a bike with streamers on the handle bars.
5. being at home with my family.
grace in small things. 1233 of 1460.
- baby cheeks.
- corralling five kids all under five years old.
- coming home.
- a sunny Vancouver.
- finishing the night off with a raspberry danish.
grace in small things. 1231 of 1460.
- waking up from an incredibly deep sleep.
- watching little kids play “soccer”.
- hanging out in a real backyard.
- going on a water slide for the first time in years.
- hotel room picnics.
grace in small things. 1230 of 1460.
- getting a good rental car.
- paying the deposit on our wedding venue.
- 15 minute border waits.
- entertaining a gaggle of children.
- visiting someone’s house for the first time.
grace in small things. 612 of 730.
- “I DON’T LIKE THE LETTER “T”!”
- “What’s the most interesting thing about bugs? Sometimes the mandibles aren’t just for eating, sometimes they are for fighting!
- the things that kids say.
- endless hours of entertainment.
- knowing that one day I will have adorable and ridiculous children of my own.
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- family resemblances.
- long overdue bike rides.
- talking about life while surrounded by cats.
- overactive imaginations.
- filling a camera with pictures of home.
watching the world go by.
There is nothing quite like sitting in the back of a car, listening to good music and the chatter of people in the seats in front of me, on a road that has mountains on one side and water on the other. I spent a large part of my childhood this way and it feels good to be here again.
I am happy.
and other lofty goals.
I’m not usually one for new year’s resolutions, but I feel as if the start of a new decade deserves a better me, so here it goes…
I will take better care of my feet because without them, there wouldn’t be any ridiculous dance parties in my living room and my neighbours wouldn’t have anything to watch.
I will allow my friends to cook for me as often as they want.
I will not feel bad for destroying my apartment during elaborate craft projects.
I will nap as much as possible.
I will not stamp my feet like a four year old when slow tourists get in my way.
I will embrace my inner sexy librarian.
I will flirt with many men, and actually mean it sometimes.
I will do everything in my power not to kill my fish.
I will stop leaving the salt shaker in random places around the apartment.
I will remember to phone my mother.
I will not let the pigeons win.
grace in small things. 301 of 365.
- one sided conversations with fish.
- bare legs in December.
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- knowing that in a day and a half I’ll be able to give my dad a hug.
- being happy with the contents of my closet.