Thankful Poem

I planned on posting a couple of posts just on random things I'm thankful for.  But I didn't.  This month my other blog sort of took some of my emotional energy, in a good way. 

If I had a gratitude list, a really short one, that isn't just run-o-the mill, it would be: my baby in his footie pj's, my nine year old's love notes, seasons, home, my eleven year-old's infectious giggle, grass, running, rivers and river guides, sisters, my six year old's big beautiful eyes, three year-old's spunkiness, unexpected blog friends, real life friends, Jesus, jumping, and babies.

Here is a mini poem I wrote the other day:

Thank You

For the baby smell
On my hands
As I kneel down to pray.


All my blessings encapsulated in that one smell on my hands one night.  I am living my dream, no sarcasm intended. 

So beautifully captured in this video.  Happy Thanksgiving!  Safe travels everyone.