… was Mother’s Day. I had a perfect day full blue skies, the warm sun, happy voices, picnics, sleeping late, a new mint dress, famous art that made my heart pound and Starbucks.
Maybe no day is truly perfect (Bear refused to listen to us while he rode his bike on a pathway and crashed an Indian Kite Festival) but perhaps it was the small mistakes, frustrations and “SMILE DANGGIT AT GRANDMA!” as well as “DON’T TOUCH THE NORMAN ROCKWELL PAINTING!” that made the day that much sweeter.
Life,with it’s mess and imperfections sometimes is simply brilliant and I store it all up, praying against another famine.
I hope your day was perfect and blessed.
PS We are taking off a few months of the Real Love Series to focus on LIFE in summertime and busyness. We will pick this back up in soon!
Bug photo bombing a picture of my Grandparents from the weekend.
I had an amazing time in south Texas, near Austin. Vacation was restful (mostly) and family time was soul satisfying. The travel had it’s ups and downs with the kids getting restless but overall, the time was perfection and I felt a sense of satisfaction when we loaded up the diry, sweaty kids and got back on the road. Ohh, and it didn’t hurt that the blue bonnets were in full bloom and the air was spring coolness and bright green.