Taking Stock
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Making…
nothing, until I get myself to the store to buy some supplies I’ll need for my next d.i.y. project
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Cooking…
nothing, because it’s 4:30 and dinner-time won’t be here for a while
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Drinking…
hot chocolate made from a Starbucks cocoa kit tin that a sweet lady gave me a few months ago
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Reading…
The Surprising Grace of Disappointment
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Wanting…
to get my dry feet and hands pampered and revitalized
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Looking…
a second time around at all the closets and drawers and piles in my house, because another clean sweep is coming… the first sweep didn’t get me where I want to be
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Playing…
Gregory Alan Isakov on Spotify
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Sewing…
I should just take this one out. I will never sew.
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Wishing…
I had more money and less pounds when trying on dresses at a vintage clothing show and sale yesterday
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Enjoying…
said hot chocolate
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Waiting…
for tax returns
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Liking…
my new old-but-new-to-me owl necklace from the vintage show
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Wondering…
if I will have reason to wear it any time soon… hope so!
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Loving…
the conversations Izzy and I are having these days and the way his conversation skills seem to have exploded overnight
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Hoping…
we can soon tear out the old carpet in our house and replace it with laminate “wood” flooring
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Marveling…
nothing currently… That’s sort of sad to me. We should always be marveling something, I think.
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Needing…
to focus more on the things I start so that I finish before starting another
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Smelling…
Izzy’s blueberry lollipop
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Wearing…
the initials of my two children on a chain around my neck
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Following…
my instinct to embrace a minimalist lifestyle when it comes to possessions
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Noticing…
my self-esteem needs some working on and that i need to straighten out in my heart and mind just where my worth comes from
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Thinking…
about what the Bible says about suffering
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Knowing…
God doesn’t change
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Focusing…
on more time with less things instead of less time with more things
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Bookmarking…
articles like this
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Opening…
my heart and mind to an idea that I had dismissed before last Friday
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Giggling…
when Izzy gets his vocabulary use of whipped cream and butt cream {aka diaper cream, but he calls it
butt cream} mixed up and unknowingly interchanges their use… and giggling at so many other things
he says these days
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Feeling…
an urge to start running again
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Love all of this but especially the above photo. I think I have identical ones of Eli lining up his cars, such a little boy thing to do and it made me miss that age so much.
i was happy when i came across him there in good lighting, lining those cars up with all that color. and my camera was right behind me, too. so it worked out as if it was meant to be. i’m thinking these shots where he is concentrating on playing or something will turn out to be my best, as he just won’t sit still if i try to get a photo of him while not doing something.
Just adore that photo!! Reminds me so much of my own boy. Izzy sounds like a hoot. The shipping cream and butt cream comment made me laugh!
=)
i’m going to assume you meant whipping cream? not sure what shipping cream is. =)
yes… izzy is a hoot. he can even make me laugh in the middle of crying. his humor, antics and two-year-oldisms are a God-send at a time like this.