Tuesday morning, My Sweetie woke me with a video clip…
…of Baby C, walking like a champ on his very 11-month birthday.
(People who walk early have Places to GO, so I’m adding extra prayers for D&B!)
Wednesday morning, my B arrived, happy and tart-tongued, ready for a proper breakfast.
In the small hours, while I’m sleeping, my A will arrive… so that when I wake Thursday, both my girls will be within arms’ reach.
I’m taking an extended sabbath—some days of Jubilee, perhaps?—while I savor these things and others that I’m thankful for.
May you, too, be experiencing fizzy Pop-Rocks of delight—or warm, fragrant mulled cider of happiness—during this time of gratitude!