Is there anything like a grandparent.. I have such fond memories of mine, all the sweet snuggles, the extra treats ( that mom and dad would never give me), never getting in trouble, and just being loved so purely. My father was never much of a kid person but the moment that his first grandson was born that all changed! My parents are so smitten with Kai and their whole world stops when he’s around, it’s pretty amazing to watch! Kai and my father are best buds and I think my dad would spend the whole day crawling around, making him laugh, and just being completely ridiculous to make Kai happy!
I have to say it is sooo good for me to see my parents this way, something about watching how they are with him tells me how they must have been with me when I was little ( which of course I don’t remember) and since teenager years were kinda rough with them, it’s nice to see another perspective. My husbands parents are also smitten with Kai but unfortunately we live quite a bit farther from them so we do not get to see them as often. However I do have some lovely photos of our last visit to them and we should see them again soonish, so I’ll have to do another blog post about them when we do :).
Summer days are great, who doesn’t like pool time, popsicles, and tan skin! But… I might possibly trade all of that for snow days every day! I adore cold weather and love all the coats, scarfs, fluffy beanies, and that oh so magical snow! My husband would adamantly disagree with me, he would have warm sunny days every day and thinks I’m quite crazy for loving the cold. One of the reasons I love the cold weather is that I am such a hot natured person which has only gotten worse since having a baby that if it’s even just warm out I feel like I’m always sweaty ( I know tmi, yuck and true), so if it’s nice and cold out I can actually enjoy being really active, running around like a loon and wearing lots of gorgeous layers because I’m not burning up for once!
Anyway.. We had a couple marvelous snow days so far this winter and I soaked it in for the short time they lasted! The second snow day we had we got 6 inches of perfect snow and I took baby boy for his first time sledding, it was like getting a huge shot of sheer happiness! I ended up bruised and sore the next day and ready to go out and get some more sledding in! Here are some photos to capture these wonderful memories!
Right before Christmas this now past year of 2017 (wow!) I decided to try baking my first ever pie. I knew I wanted to do blueberry and to have a lattice crust and I was 100% nervous about making it since I’ve always heard pies are difficult! I found a recipe for pie crust and blueberry pie over at Sally’s Baking Addiction and I got to work! I made my dough 2 days before my baking day as I was also making gingerbread men, wheat bread, and banana bread, and well I need to time everything in time for Christmas!
So confession time, I don’t actually like pie hahaha but I adore making desserts soo my husband and family were all my taste testers. My husband said it was one of his very favorite blueberry pies he ever had oh and it was beautiful looking too( my parents loved it too)! I will definitely be makin more pie in the future!
What we see, what we feel, what we imagine. How you see the world. Do you find faeries peeking out at you from under dewdrop leaves in the wee hours of morning, as you rub the sleep from your eyes, quietly strolling with babe snuggled close and your pup taking in the delight of a perfect morning. I enjoy believing that there just might be a bit of magic in the world, and that somehow I might catch a glimpse of it. I have always loved to read and one of my favorite books is Anne of green gables (the whole series is wonderful) and I love how she sees the world with her imagination and her humor, I like to think that I could be a bit like that.
I’ve always loved the quote “He who hath Imagination is blessed or cursed with a fearful magic whereby he may scale the heights of Heaven or plumb the deeps of Hell.” – Jeffery Farnol. I know that we have to see the truth in the world, the beautiful wonderful ones and the horrible dark ones, but I also know that it is good to have an imagination, to be able to see things that could be. My husband and I both have a love of reading and we are teaching or little boy to love books, although sometimes that means reading the same book over and over again, much to our amusement.
If it gets really quiet in our home and I’m not sure where my boy is, I will often find him tucked away somewhere quietly flipping thru a book or three. Being his mother has brought new wonders, fears, insecurities, and loves into my life. My heart beats fuller every time I see my sweet boys face and I am filled with wonder as I watch him grow and take in life with such curiosity. I also look at myself and wish my stomach was a little smaller, my hair less crazy, and maybe those dark circles from lack of sleep could go away. But then I really think about it and imagine I am 16 years old again and size 6 jeans and realize that I would give up my idea of “perfect” every time for what I have right now.
How I see life, how I feel life, how I imagine life. How I see the world. My perception is unique to myself, not one other person will see everything exactly as I do. I look in a mirror and see my flaws, my husband’s peers over my shoulder and sees his beautiful wife, my child peeks around my legs and sees is perfect mama. I am thankful for my mind, my imagination, and I am so thankful for the people who surround, me who fill my life with love and constantly show me new ways of viewing myself and the world.