Sneezes chase her into the house, the garage door shutting softer than her achoos. Sleepover energy-drains and allergies have left her red-eyed and dragging. She slinks away to her pink room, with my suggestion for a nap trailing after her.
A weekend of painting, plumbing, and home repairs has left our home shining and our bodies sapped, but we are thankful. Thankful for parents who spend several vacation days with us to brush, roll, weed, wipe, re-screen, shelve, and repair. Thankful to him...
Linking with Ann today, I count His gifts:
-the sunflower seedlings and butterflied-morning-glory plants who escaped the ravenous rabbit
-a cool home on 99 degree days
-chocolate paint spread by mother and daughter-in-law while laughing and grinning
-family men sweating and assembling white metal shelving together, penciling lines, and watching yellow bubbles bob balance
-preschool kisses in Perry the Platypus-inspired dashes
-neighbor visits and the aroma of deliciously simmering Vietnamese cooking wafting by
-plunging hands in dirt to move and transplant an indoor older than my children
-phone calls from camp from my life-guarding son. “I found a hognose snake, Mom! They’re rare. Can we keep him?”
-the book of Amos opening wide, and the Author’s promise elsewhere to “open my eyes that I may see wonderful things in your law.”
Hello! What have your last three days been like?