Reacquainted

I feel like I haven't even seen my kids this week.
With organizing and executing my first garage sale...switching all three of their rooms...painting...and the usual day to day busyness of life - it feels like ages since things have been "normal".

This morning was glorious because I felt like I was able to get reacquainted with each of them. Since Tom serves on the High Council - he visits another ward in the mornings. Our ward doesn't meet until the afternoon...so that gave me all morning with the kids...to do nothing but fall in love with them all over again.

It was so nice to slow down and just soak them up.

It started with smoothies for breakfast.
Raspberry Banana, to be specific.
They were enjoyed out on the deck in our pajamas.

Bryce was sure to chuck a few of my tomatoes off the deck...on his daily to-do list...usually much to my dismay...but today? Today I thought it was cute.

We talked about how some of the leaves were changing...which led to an extensive conversation about Halloween costumes, the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, and how Christmas is just around the corner. It was only fitting to go inside and turn on some Bing Crosby Christmas music.

The kids then "apron'd up" and helped me make chocolate chip cookies... since I was substituting for Bradley's "sunbeam" class today and wanted to bring them a special treat. They stood on chairs crowded around the kitchen island...chattering with each other and laughing the entire time.

Bryce got bored with cooking and took a reading break.
Next on their agenda was art.

They focused intently on their creations.

Yes...those are kitchen shears...nice.

They volunteered their help cleaning up the kitchen...with VERY wet rags :)


Before we knew it - we heard a key jiggling in the front door...Daddy was home!
He looked scrumptious.


Bryce went running to greet him...as always.


I told Tommy T about the great morning we had shared together -and how I had loved getting reacquainted with them...and how I had missed just "being" with them this week. It was such a blessing to see them with "fresh eyes" - and really see how stinkin' cute they are...how hilarious they are...and how much I love to hang out with them.


In celebration - we threw a pork roast in the crock pot and got ready for church.

The evening was topped off with a candlelit feast...with Bing Crosby still serenading us with "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas". It felt like a dream...a very good dream.

"Perfect" days don't roll around too often...but I am grateful when they do...so I can see my children as they really are...absolutely lovable.