Graces, #29

Setting a tiny, window screen-trapped ladybug free. Watching her as she suddenly realized she was outside again and lifted her polka-dot wings.
This morning's thermos full of iced coffee and note from Jeffrey. Do you know, I think I love him more every single day. And not just because there's (really, really good) coffee involved.
Nursing Birdie to sleep for her morning nap (the kid still takes 2 naps! I can't believe I made a child who can nap! Sure makes up for all the screaming--Woot!) as Pea softly creeps up to kiss Sister on the head and tell her 'night-'night. Except she leaned in close, touched her lips to Birdie's flushed cheek, and hoarsely whispered, "Tag--you're it."
Friends signing for their first house today. Friends who will be neighbors so soon. Toasting their good fortune with champagne and mango sorbet mimosas after a dinner of homemade hamburgers with jack cheese and guacamole. Birdie threw every single thing off her high-chair tray (again. of course.) but then proceeded to eat half my dinner off MY plate with my fork.
Walking to their new house, the four children scattered across the largely empty streets, pointing out gardens and basketball hoops, funny backyards and swimming pools. Their beautiful, tree-shaded lawn and the garden with blueberry bushes.
An almost startling breeze coming up at the end of the day, smelling of fall and the ocean. School starts soon. Not for my girlies but still exciting somehow...



1 comments:
My kids each went through a throw-everything-off-trays phase as well. Thankfully, they outgrew it -- but they do still somehow think that food tastes better off of my plate w/my fork. Kids are so funny. :)
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