Revisiting Childhood

I was looking through old photos on our computer, trying to wrap my head around the fact that Ada is going to be five next week and came across a folder full of pictures that she took last summer. Some of them are blurry, over-saturated, movement filled snippets and others are amazingly accurate and clear.

As a parent it’s hard to remember to think about what our kids’ point of view is. Sometimes I forget entirely (<–mother of the year award here!) and find myself grumbling over the next bit of spilt milk here and forget to pay attention to the extraordinary imaginations that my kids are emitting. Carelessly, yes, but at least enthusiastically enjoying themselves and thus being the cause of the spilled milk. I truly couldn’t be more blessed that such a root cause exists. *grumble*grumble*

Anyway, I wanted to share some of these pictures with you. I think it’s interesting (probably only because I’m her mom) to think about what she actually sees and how she sees it throughout her day. Do we really look that blurry? Do we speak in wah-wah tones like all the adults in Peanuts cartoons? Who knows.

I’m thankful for…

Day 27: I’m thankful for my home. It’s certainly not the fanciest or the biggest or the newest, but it is ours. It fits my family of four + Moses, the pug, perfectly, and reminds us to be thankful for the things that we have (read: edit our belongings every few months so that we don’t get featured on Hoarders). I’m thankful while it’s not always pristinely clean, it’s a warm and welcoming environment that often smells of something yummy (or not, depending on Nellie’s potty training). I’m thankful that it keeps my children warm and gives them a place to call “home,” a place to feel loved and to call their own.

Our House

Day 28: I’m thankful for Grand Forks. I know, I know. I never thought I’d say that either. But it’s true. I am thankful. I’m thankful that this small city has enabled my family to spend it’s first few years here and the growth its opportunities (and closed doors), its people, and its culture have fostered in us. I’m thankful that we have family near us and that we’ve kept old friends and made new. I’m thankful that my children have great places to go during the day while Dylan and I are at work and school. I’m thankful for the life that we have here (even if the wanderlust bug is never very far away 😉 ).