grace in small things. 2467 of 2555.

grace in small things. 2463 of 2555.

buying beautiful handmade items from my favourite local store.
seeing all of the changes someone has made at their house.
toddler meltdowns that are exponentially funnier with every item of dress-up clothing they have on.
having a lovely family dinner with my parents and a close family friend.
fresh out of the oven apple pie.

macgyvering a broken fridge handle.
the hours of fun that a tote bag filled with random bits of paper can provide a kid.
making plans to see friends.
playing dress up with my daughter.
homemade chicken wings.

waking up in my parents house.
rediscovering the park I used to play in as a kid.
deciding not to go to something I said I would and feeling really good about it.
the ability of chicken fingers to calm a shrieking child.
stocking up on snacks for my road trip tomorrow.

coming up with a solution that will make my upcoming flight much simpler.
making it to a baby class even though I really didn’t want to go.
watching our little girl charm a room full of people.
generous kids at the table next to ours who offer our daughter the ice cream sundae that comes with their meal.
wrapping myself in fresh-out-of-the-dryer towels.

having a good sleep even though I was woken up early because babies don’t care about daylight savings time.
getting a long weekend with my husband.
having an extra set of hands around to help for the day.
unexpected discounts at the till on things I was willing to pay full price for.
digging into the secret apple pie stash in our freezer.

finding a slightly better strategy to deal with a kid who won’t sleep other than getting up and watching two episodes of Sesame Street in the middle of the night.
being in such a deep sleep that you don’t remember where you are when you wake up.
seeing all of the great photos of other people’s elaborate Halloween costumes.
not having any plans outside of the house.
turning our pumpkins into something delicious instead of forgetting about them for weeks and then having to deal with a gross mess.

the appreciation of our new towels that I get from having to use our old towels.
a good dinner and great conversation.
introducing the baby to her cousin.
hearing the sleeping sounds of my husband and the baby next to me in bed.
not having anything scheduled for tomorrow.