Friday Favorite Things
Franklin's hair. It always stands up and is as soft as a puppy's ear.
When I was cleaning the bedroom after work, I laid him on the bed.
The ceiling fan above him spinning away.
He laughed, giggled, and smiled.
As if he shared a secret with that ceiling fan.
Ella's little temperment.
Just when you get smile after smile, I pull out the camera and
She just knows
And stops smiling
in fact, sometimes she can make a little smug face.
Loved having earlier evenings with my husband
Him getting up early with Ella
When I was sleepy with a cold
I didn't even have to ask.
Love the gift of family
The blessings of strangers
And the beauty of fall