When I grow up I want to be one of those people who live in the moment.  One of those people who are not afraid other people will see:  I have dirty dishes in the sink,  nicks in my cabinets and the walls .  . . gee let’s not talk about the walls.

Strawberries in black and whitemy life is messy 


But really . . . It’s all perspective.  

1.) I am thankful my oldest son is home for the summer. And even though it looks like a bomb went off in my house again. . . I’m thankful we have spent the morning talking

2.) I love listening to a soft rain early in the morning – especially when I don’t have to go anywhere. 

3.) Honestly, I just love rainy days. 

4.) I am thankful Kathryn is cleaning the kitchen and I didn’t even ask her to.  My girl is growing up. 

5.) I am thankful that even though my son’s are now smarter then I am, they still think I know what what they talking about. 

6.) I am grateful for loving messages from my much loved Auntie . . . she is such an encouragement to me. 


Have a beautiful day y’all! 


Little Things Thursday




4 thoughts on “When I grow up. . .

  1. I think we all struggle with those same things, but honestly, nobody is looking. If they are, it doesn’t matter. You have wonderful things to celebrate!! I, too, get caught up in wanting things to be just so and sometimes the internet hypes up this false perfection. We have to just take all that with a grain of salt and celebrate the realness of life. So glad you have a bomb going off in your home because that means your home is full!


  2. I like this post. I’m always worried people will think I’m a horrible house keeper because my house isn’t spotless but life has so many possibilities for enjoyment (such as my granddaughter) that I’d rather have a messy house then miss out on special moments with her. I love that your girl cleaned the kitchen without being asked. Coleen decided to fold laundry this week and put it away without anyone asking her too. I was so happy.


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