Lately I've been thankful for slow mornings with ovaltine.
For crisp mornings outside that require carharrt hats.
For tiny flannels and curious minds that wonder what water pumps taste like.
For Psalm 8 moments.
And for husbands that prioritize time in the morning - making sure that if he isn't home by bedtime, he still got to wrestle with a rowdy 1 year old at 7:30 in the morning.
What are you up to this weekend? We're hauling hay and celebrating a new marriage with friends.
"Gratitude turns everything into enough."