It is berry season! We've already picked strawberries and now it's time for blueberries. Even the raspberries and blackberries are cheap in the stores. We've had berry pancakes and waffles, berry salads with our dinners, berries over ice cream and in our cereal. This family loves berries of all kinds. So here's to berry joy!
My son loves soda. He would drink it every day. But we reserve it for special occasions. Over the weekend, we had soda in the house and he was able to partake. He was in heaven. So, this afternoon he asked if he could have a root beer with his snack, fully expecting me to say, "No." I didn't. I said, "Sure. Why not?" You should have seen the joy in his eyes!
Our neighborhood does a parade on the 4th every year and the boys love to participate. My youngest still can't ride a two-wheeler but was determined to ride something. He's a little shaky on the scooter, too. But my oldest jumped in to help with lessons. While looking back on the day on my camera (deleting pictures and choosing which ones to save) I came across this one and smiled. Big sister helping and encouraging little brother. Warms my heart and brings me joy!
I know. Cliche, right? Reading that I find joy in fireworks on July 4th? But I never knew how much I enjoyed them until I couldn't. When my middle boy was a baby he positively freaked out whenever there were fireworks. The noise sent him crawling up my shoulder, frantically trying to get away. He'd cover his ears and wail. It was horrible. Especially since, as they grew, his little brother LOVED "Boom Booms." So my husband would take the kids (be it at Disney World or home for the 4th) to see the fireworks and I'd stay home or at the hotel with my precious son. He's finally over it. And I'm so looking forward to the fireworks tonight. Amazing bursts of joy! Happy 4th everyone!
I don't know what it is about me and glassware. I love to buy pretty drinking glasses. My husband teases me but I can't help it. I have a shelf of pretty glasses that I like to drink my drinks from. My latest obsession has been with these Moroccan tea glasses I found at World Market. I love them. They're the perfect size for juice, water when I take my vitamins or (as they were designed) for a spot of tea. So sue me! I find joy in glasses.
Thank goodness for our neighborhood pool. My 6 and 7 year old boys need to let off steam. It's been steamy here - and I'm not just talking about the weather. But take them to the pool for an hour or two and they are a joy to be around for the rest of the day. Thank goodness for our neighborhood pool! Two tired, water logged boys = joy!
I know I've said that "Nothing says summer like ice cream, hydrangea, iced tea....etc." But this time I mean it: "Nothing says summer like watermelon!" A big, ripe, red juicy watermelon. Not the pink stuff that fills the supermarket at other times of the year. The stuff that's in the stores right now! Dripping with sticky, sweet goodness. Sitting on the porch step, spitting seeds and letting the juice drip down your chin. THAT kind of watermelon! THAT kind of joy!
