The Little Things

Can you tell I've been strolling Memory Lane lately?
Can't get enough of these old photos!

I went to a baby shower and couldn't help but think about how quickly my "babies" are growing up. So, I stopped to write down some of the "little" things I love...before they get any bigger.

• listening to them breathe during quiet morning snuggles
• the look they get when they are trying to figure out if I'm "pulling their leg"
• squeals and giggles coming from the bottom of the pile during a whole-house wrestling match
• "aha" moments which remind me to see the world with fresh amazement
• the way their hair sticks up "just so" first thing in the morning...and sometimes still at lunchtime
• their not-quite-big shoes lined up next to the back door
• pictures drawn on fogged up car windows
• how the words "ice cream" cause their faces to light up
• their innocence, their questions, their sincere love

I don't want to take the little things for granted at any stage that my family passes through.
In fact, I've decided to take this week to post a small series on this subject. The next few blogs should be fun. If you don't know my family, you soon will. I plan to write down the "little things" I love about each one of them (at this exact moment in their existence)...because those little things can really make a very big difference.