I called and I called for her and there was no answer...
... my squirrel had found a tree to rest in.
I couldn't think of a better use for a tree-house. It's rare to find my children asleep in the middle of the day, I love the privilege of being able to see sleeping children. There is nothing sweeter then a rested soul.
I love visiting the rooms of our little house, finding other little houses full of other little lives.
I love spotting signs of imagination.
I love walking outside and finding a new flower...one that I didn't plant...in full bloom in my very own backyard. Anyone know what kind this is? I love flowers but sadly haven't been properly introduced to most of them.
I love finding new uses for old things.
I love remembering that I am crafty. I love pretending that I'm a newlywed and making myself a wedding gift in an afternoon. This one just needs a frame...
I love figuring things out. I love accenting words in gold. I love my kids coming up and saying "oh wow, you are such a good painter! Will you give me lessons?" My littles always making me feel talented in my simple creations - as if I could "charge" them for formal lessons. I simply say "I will show you what I know" for that's the best any of us can do for another isn't it?
I love coming across an old photo and realizing that all of those long days at home, isolated with my four little kids, when I felt/feel like I couldn't keep up and longed for an adult conversation - I was never alone. Instead, I was blessed tremendously.