The weekends are turning into our precious time. As we settle into the almost bare trees, the silver sky, dusty sunlit snow, I feel so much gratitude for the chance to slow down and be together. The three of us have been inseparable since school got out on Friday. Yesterday we managed to go out to breakfast and lunch (an insanely delectable treat), hike in the leaves and all three take afternoon naps. Amid that splendor, we've don tons of laundry, removed a pound of dust bunnies from behind the sofa and beneath the beds, even organized the boxes of hand me down clothes in the laundry room. Eliana has eagerly helped us both relax and get busy, helped us take care of business and recharge.
I marvel at my girl all the time. But there's really nothing better than the shared marvel.
Did she really just say that?
Did you see how fast she ran down the hill?
Can you believe her feet touch the pedals?
It's this awe that surrounds us as our child continues to bless us with her brilliance, with her physical abilities, with her sense of humor.
Pumpkin carrot bisque is simmering on the stove. Jeff is raking the last of the leaves. The whir of Eliana's sleep machine tells me that she's still quiet. And while I savor these quiet moments, I'm beginning to feel eager to nuzzle those nappy curls, listen to her recount dreams.
1 comment:
sweet post.
in that first photo, she looks like such a big girl! i know she is still a toddler but . . .something about that swagger!
so glad you are feeling well, too. here's to the second trimester!
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