We hopped in the car and headed up the mountain. This was the conversation.....
Solomon: Mom, I think I'm coughing up blood.
Me: Seriously?! Have you been picking your nose?
Me: (Amelia and I glancing at each other in amusement) Well, I'm glad you aren't dying!
Me: Yes, sweet love.
Eli: My lips are cemented shut.
Me: Well, I think they're better now?
Me, Amelia, Solomon and Eli: (laughter)
I am grateful for teetering rocks.
I am grateful for this monolithic hunk of earth and tender new growth.
I am grateful for wildflowers.
|taken by Solomon|
I am grateful for ginormous tree mushrooms.
I am grateful for laughter and my kids are definitely grateful for crepes with Nutella.
I am grateful for stinky, dirty little boy feet.
I am grateful for my daughter who tells me that I'm beautiful.
I am grateful for so many things. Too many to count.