I'm grateful for Christmas and traditions and Christmas trees and ornaments and festive festivities and the end of November and a gazillion gratitudes I can't possibly fit them into one month of lame mobile photos and stuff. I really am. But at the moment I'm mostly just grateful that my weird obsession and happy therapy is relatively safe and creative. Snowflake, anyone?
I'm so grateful for the incredible gift of motherhood. Even if we're not always photogenic.
Some days I just can't help but be grateful for this little boy's exquisite sense of style. I need the laugh if he's going to pull all the other 3 year-old antics he does.
Grateful for this weirdo, relatively psychotic, obnoxious, child-proof family canine. He loves our kids (his brothers, according to him) and he kills spiders so he's alright in my book.
Especially grateful for snuggly cuddly snowy days like today... every once in awhile.
Grateful that I was successful in combining all my favorite ingredients of chocolate, pumpkin, oatmeal and whole wheat to create the moistest, delicious-est tried (3 times) and true cookie of the year. If you ask nicely I may reveal my secret recipe to you.
Grateful that my boys love each other so much that when one sleeps the other doesn't know what to do with himself.
So grateful for this sweet and sharing little boy and his darling behavior when shopping for his toddler cousins' birthdays. Yep. I reward good shopping manners with special treats and toys.
So so grateful for this beautiful, healthy little boy who bosses me around, cuts teeth all the time and snuggles his cuddly little self right around my heart.
Grateful that the dork dog is freaking awesome with my kids. Couldn't ask for a nicer canine pal for them.
