Anecdote for today

I thought it would be a great idea to give my baby some mini chocolate chips (Nestlé semi-sweet if you must know) after lunch today so I could edit some stuff because a.) She'd already eaten leftover spaghetti and green beans for lunch and 2.) I was sick of finger sweeping every little thing out of her mouth--staple, dusty Cheerio, etc and also I needed to do some stuff. (You likey that sentence?)

Anyway, the mini chocolate chips make just as big of a melty, smeary chocolate mess as their regular-sized counterparts (on hands, face, toes and hair) and also they look like little mouse turds. And many of those turd-like bits are now scattered under my desk chair. On the upside, she smells scrumptious.

So, in case you're looking for a baby/toddler busy activity, you now know that mini chocolate chips are messy, look like rodent droppings, but have a pleasant aroma.

Look who saved the day

Well, not exactly like the above photo. I just thought I'd post that picture to off set any cheesiness in this post. I'm all about balance. See? Funny photo/Grateful post. Balance. Two opposites juxtaposed against one another. It makes sense to me, even if it doesn't really make sense at all. Andy really did come home and save the day. It was not the worst day ever, but I was not dealing with things very well. I'd sort of lost my equilibrium.

I'm grateful to have a husband that does what needs to be done. Yesterday I needed help with one of our boys. Other days, he walks in the door and sees a squealing baby that needs some attention while I finish making dinner. He jumps in and handles whatever. He even vacuums! He sends me to the movies! He encourages me to write/read/sew/sleep/walk or whatever will make me feel like myself again, because being a mom can be draining. (Duh.)

I used to hate the phrase, "it's the little things that matter." Perhaps I expected grandiose overtures in my day-to-day life. I was quite ridiculous. I wince when I remember the particulars of my ideals. A woman at church said recently, "God is in the details." All these little details matter.

Just another day

Today I need a do-over. Is that too much to ask?

Yes? I thought so. It was worth a shot.

My minions

Is it really that hard to stand still for Halloween photos? Yes, because light sabers = chaos. Really, really awesome chaos.

One

My baby is one. We had a small celebration on her birthday last week. She tore into the cake, seated herself on the (wrapped) gift and gave all her adoring fans quite a show.

It's been an amazing year. A new baby, a new home, new friends. I've had so much hope and happiness rolled into twelve months. It is amazing to see an actual person develop before my eyes-- to watch genetics and nurturing at play in a little soul.

You may think she is the most adored baby in town. To that, I'd have to say yes, why yes she is.

I'm back!

Hello! I'm back from a little hiatus. Are you still listening? I'm doing some blog reconstruction.

While we wait whatever hat tricks I can scrounge, here's a snippet of my girls at their brother's soccer game.