
Clearly, THE (as in, THEE) best ice cream flavor in the history of the world. And for it, I am grateful.
As well as:
- crisp apple slices
- birds who do not use my hood as their bathroom break
- Dad who fills the bird feeder and gets the mail every day
- toys in the trunk
- peony buds
- downpours without the flash flooding
- the ultimate club from Goodcents during a visit with my beautiful CASA girl
- ironing done
- cool mornings for walking
- a husband who loads the dishwasher and then starts it when I forget
- sparrows
- windshield wipers that don’t squeak
- Mom’s lap to sleep on during church
- shoes that fit and don’t hurt my feet
- long weekends that involve another state, giggling children, a hug from Karissa, sleeping on an air mattress, early morning alarms that involve little people, and
- a ROAD TRIP WITH SAM, starting in about two hours!
