It's the little things in life that make me happy...
Like when Big Poppa wakes up early and crawls into bed with me in the morning. It's our special time after daddy has left for work and Jackson is still sleeping. He's such a snuggler.
Like this little owl I found at Hobby Lobby. He just makes this little space work. And this little space makes me my heart sing a little.
Like when I catch a glimpse of Jackson and in the same moment I see his infant baby face and the little boy face he's grown into, and memories of his life just wash over me.
Like this picture of Big Poppa just relaxing with Jackson's monkey in the car. (Blogger is wigging out right now and this picture is all stretched out. Oy.)
LIKE when Jim brings home flowers for me as I write a blog about the little things that I love so much! A dozen red roses BEFORE my Mother's Day flowers have died. I love that man!
I love the little things.