hello, friday morning. i am thankful for you.
it's supposed to reach seventy degrees today. that is reason enough to throw a party in my book. i have big dreams of picnic lunches and scooping up my boys for early mornings at the park, and reading in the sunshine while they nap. oh wait, they don't nap. like i said... big dreams. but i do think spring has tipped it's little toes into our lives. i won't say winter might not throw another storm our way but a girl can hope.
we have been walking every day. well, not foster. he can't walk yet. pretty sure at his sixteen month appointment next week i will hear that he needs to be evaluated for PT. i heard it when brody wasn't walking at sixteen months either. but, what can i say? my kids are lazay. i actually am praying foster walks reaaaaal soon. i think it will make the dino a little happier.
we have been soaking up the sunshine and afternoon breezes, lightweight jackets and early birds singing, longer daylight and the smell of spring.
my little sister is home from college on spring break this week. she took brody to park yesterday because it was so beautiful out, then they hopped over to mcdonalds for lunch. yes, my child eats french fries from time to time…especially when they are the only thing he will eat. french fries or starve? i choose french fries. she said every single child in the play area had green on for st patricks day except brody. she also said every single child had on matching socks except brody. you can award me mother of year award now, it's fine.
although it looks a tad nauseating to me right now, i did infact eat that whole plate of cracker barrel breakfast goodness. and it was so worth it. every single bite. that omlet? stuffed with tomatoes, peppers, and onions. the hash browns are actually a hash brown caserole. HASH BROWN CASEROLE. did three words ever bring such delight to your life? don't lie when you answer that question either.
on saturday we enjoyed breakfast together, just the four of us, for the first time in a long time. it was the sweetest thing. until foster started chucking pancakes, sugar packets and those little pegs through the lattice onto the little old ladies' table on the other side. it's okay though, we know when to call it quits at a restaurant, and we called it.
this is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it! psalm 118:24