Want to know fifteen* little things that make me happy?
Corn. On the cob. With butter and salt and pepper. Mmmm.
4 happy Kids doing after-dinner kitchen jobs together.
Watermelon. At least twice a week.
A stack of books by the bedside. (Megan Whalen Turner. Try her. Start with “The Thief.”)
Dryer sheets. So much so that they made an appearance in a scene this week.
Rope Swings over the canal. Muddy heaven.
Sibling sleepovers (“We’re having so much fun. Can we sleep in the same room?”)
Morning sunshine, afternoon storms.
Email.
That feeling when you’re done your 3 mile jog, but you think, “I’m not really Done-done.” (This is new. Brand new. Never actually had that feeling before yesterday morning.)
Glitter toes (Kid 1’s, not mine).
New violins, with no squeak and much richness of tone. It’s all coming worth it.
Great blog posts (everyone else’s).
Sleeping past six.
Feeling “enough.”
*Why fifteen? Well, why not?
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