It started with such good intentions – this week.

Looking at the calendar I planned for a week of stay stay stay.  Life heard about that plan and laughed and instead I wound up with a week of go go go.

It’s alright but I feel as if I’m crawling across the finish line, except – the finish line really isn’t Friday, it’s more like Sunday and I’m not even close.

And there you have it, friends.  My week.

 

 

funny

 

I like when my kids leave me written notes that begin with the request,

“Please read this with a British accent.”

 

fashionable

 

I finally purchased a pair of lounging pants.  (I’m certain that’s not what they’re called.)

My eldest daughter calls them “joggers”.  Is that the appropriate word for pair of pants that I most certainly will never be doing any sort of jogging in?

 

 

I’ll mostly be watching This Is Us or reading a novel or, you know, lounging.  But I won’t be jogging.

Anyway.  I bought them at Old Navy and no wonder the world loves them.  They’re great.

 

flavorful

 

Lately I’m all about the roasted potatoes and veggies.  It feels like autumn food to me.

What feels like autumn food to you?

 

faithful

 

Surrounded by a cloud of witnesses.

I love that image.

It’s not just me – you are too.  If you have eyes to see and ears to hear.

My friend Mary recently shared this post and I loved it and found it so faithful and simple and perfectly beautiful and completely achievable, if we choose.

 

 

feels

 

Two things.

1.  This week one of the daily journal entries for my kids for school was to make a list of what makes them happy.  Bergen finds it difficult every.single.day. to fill his journal entry and to write enough to satisfy his demanding teacher.  But for this list, he filled four pages.  Four.  I think he had 152 items on his list.  And throughout the week he has been saying, “Oh, right – woods!  I forgot to put woods on my list of what makes me happy.”  All five of the kids wanted to take a turn to read out loud what they had written.  And all of that made me all kinds of happy.
2. At lunch recently I spontaneously asked the kids if they could choose to relive any single day of their lives – but they couldn’t change one single thing about it – just to live it all over again, what day would they pick?  I loved hearing their answers.  And it was sweet how many of our days lined up with one another – and how many of the days we would relive took place at a magical spot in the Pike National Forest in Colorado called Lost Valley.

 

 

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