ordinary and special (and sickness)

I wrote this draft of a blog post…

Anna’s new questions, “What’s that?” and “Who’s that?” and “Come sit with you?” and “Do you love Mommy?” (Which is her version of I love Mommy.)

Daydreaming and processing with John over feedings and tower-building.

Walks in the cool evening while Jules naps in the stroller and Anna walks 20 feet behind talking to herself about the feather she found.

When I pay attention, call it grace, and say Thank You, ordinary things can become special things… even if colds are a current thing and I cried a little over spilled milk today.

…and then we had a week of kids (and myself) being sick, and most of this was quite tested.

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I’ve been honest with God, my closest friends and my spouse and that has been the most helpful of survival tactics.