It's the little things in my life that have been filling me with happiness lately.
The way my girl rubs my cheek when she is tired. Feeling baby boy kicks that stop me in my tracks and make me smile. Watching my hubby wearing a tutu or having a tea party because his little girl loves to play with him.
Those are the things in life that matter. Who cares if I live in a miniature house or if money gets tight at the end of the month. I have what really matters. I have family. I have love.
I like when this happens. When the things that I often take for granted start out-shinning the things that I think ought to make me happy.
I feel blessed. How about you?
P.S. This post was cut short by a nap that was disturbed because of my neighbor's construction. But now I am blessed with a crabby AND cuddly two year old. What's better than that? :-)