Sam and Grandpa Lee, sharing birthday celebrations for 13 plus years.
pink cosmos flowers, shuddering in a breeze.
rocking babies in the church nursery.
Josiah and I, having meaningful, adult-like conversations, alone together in the car.
the power of Less.
chopped veggie salads.
telling stories at Vacation Bible School, to wide-eyed children.
the boys delight in a new book.
John, making buttered popcorn for us. He didn’t want it much, but he knew I did.
sunshine through the skylight, flooding the kitchen island with Summer.
thrift store excursions.
all of us, singing The Cheeseburger Song. loudly.
necklaces. skirts. heels. and enjoying being a girl in a house full of boys. (but only occasionally! tees and jeans always prevail)
watching the boys splash in a pool.
when Caleb mimics me so perfectly, and sets everyone in the house to laughing.
garlic mashed potatoes.
that neighbor in town, who has a horse tied in their front yard like Pippi Longstocking.
cardboard stories. the gospel’s power to change us, illustrated.