These are the days…
of proud spin moves on the trampoline
of spending the afternoon driving the few miles from our home to play on the playground or feed the goats at the local greenhouse or go for a walk in the woods
of dandelions being brought in heaps
of sprinting to the windows every time we hear an airplane
of slowing down to treasure the ordinary moments
of worshipping the Lord alongside John while holding Anna in the midst of our Church family


of the fun and simplicity of a water hose on a warm afternoon
of her holding my hand while we sit with friends or watch tv
of her long and indiscernible but adorable monologues to herself
of constant breath prayers of wisdom and gratitude
of standing my ground over screen time and sugar limits
of Easter meals with baby cousins




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