gobble gobble

i love winter.

and this really is my back yard.

love it.

every morning:

baby wakes up, we wake up. 

it's just how it goes in the life of a parent. woot.

jay gets up and starts the hot water for our coffee.

of course, he has to wash the french press because, 

even though i had all day, 

i didn't wash it the day before.

oh.

somewhere in the beginning we pee.

so, then we pee... then the whole coffee thing. 

give the babe his bottle in a zombie like manner

(us, not the kid)

and continue to stumble around

mumbling stuff

until we coffee ourselves to life.

in the meantime, we cuddle with abe

who starts chatting away, climbing all over us

as if we think it's the best thing in the world

i mean.

it IS the best thing in the world. 

wait. 

(sips coffee).

ok, now it's the best thing in the world.

every morning starts the same, but every single day is so absolutely different. every day has its surprises, feelings, discoveries, breakthroughs, pain, joys...

i feel so blessed to live this life.

to have the devotion of a beautiful man. 

to be the mommy of a wild and crazy boy.

to know the unrelenting love of God.

and a way to give my love back.

thanksgiving is not a holiday. 

it's a state of being!

today, stir your faith

let hope arise

awaken love