In no particular order

I’m thankful for:

• Monkey hugs.
• Freshly cleaned carpets. Mmmm smells as good as it looks. Good-bye little boy footprints, hello steam-cleaned.
• New pajamas.
• Four free days to fill as we choose.
• Christmas trees and the decorations we’ve collected from around the globe.
• Two kids that I never expected to want and now love more ferociously than I could have imagined. (Once upon a time I thought I would rather eat glass than have children. Then I ended up with two. Turns out God saved the best for last. But that’s a whole ‘nother post.)
• The smell of rain on a dark, fall night.
• Laffy taffy.
• Families who love me long distance and up close.
• The chubby baby waddle.
• The passion of little boys.
• Four-year-old-logic.
• Thirteen years, three continents, two kids, and one husband.
• Words on a page.
• A soft mattress, a fluffy blanket, a familiar pillow.
• Home.
• Crazy love.