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Random Gratitude

I love this girl.
This is Julie's youngest, Anna. She makes me smile. Today I was reminded what a blessing she is to our crew. Julie told her to tell me what she wanted for Christmas and she got out the toy catalog and went to town! That made me laugh because her brothers just spouted off a few things and went on their way. I love that she took her time and went to the wishing well, so to speak. Nothing like a toy catalog when you are a little girl! So, she picked out an expensive toy and showed it to Julie. Julie told her it was too expensive. She then responded, "It is ONLY $59.98!" Oh, to be wide-eyed, innocent and have no concept of money. I am thankful for this encounter today. What a wonderful reminder of how sweet innocence is!

I am thankful for this mess upstairs in our craft room/office.
It means we are 2 weeks away from having a 1st birthday celebration for our sweet Henry Patton. It means we survived a year of late night, early mornings and learning how to parent. It means we have a healthy baby boy who is loved by many who will come celebrate with us. It means we had some spare change to buy supplies and I had spare time to make most everything else. It means we will have a house full of loved ones in a few weeks and an event for me to plan....and we all know how I love to host a gathering! What a bounty of things to be thankful for in this mess of party stuff!


I am thankful for warm beds on a cold morning.
I am thankful for this little mess of covers I am greeted with each morning when I go lift my big, growing baby out of his bed. I am thankful we have heat to turn on and knock the chill out of the air. I am thankful we have each other to bundle up with in our bed and watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse some mornings when we don't have an early agenda. What a blessing each new day is at our house.

I am appreciative of this mess.
My husbands home office. I am blessed to have him work from home, when he is not planting, harvesting or traveling to meetings. I am blessed to have him work in the den most of the time (in my chair...cough, cough), and not up here where his main mess is. I am blessed to have him at home to help me with things, eat lunch with me, grocery shop with me, go to Sonic Happy Hour with me, and to work like crazy to support our tails! I am thankful we have this time together and that his work provides for our family and that it enables him to be home with us alot more during the holidays. What a blessing!

I will not glorify laundry because that is just wrong!
Yet, I am thankful I have a washer and dryer so I can keep sheets, towels and clothes clean for my boys and me. It is an endless chore, but one I am glad I can gripe about because it means I have an active crew who is constantly moving and shaking. And who is not thankful for sheet washing day...I mean come on?! Today is that day at my house and I am most thankful for that.
Abby

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Anonymous said…
I'm just so glad you and Julie have nice creature comforts. The Lord has blessed both of you and your families.
You girls are fortunate you didn't have to make that 9 mile trip on foot through the woods each morning like I did. The trip back was way after dark when ball practice was over. I managed to survive, though. Glad we parents were able to make it better for the two of you.
Daddy

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