Shannon
Oh what a week is has been. But even as I sit here exhausted, with aching
muscles I can not help but smile in gratitude. My boys have both stretched in to
new places. Stepping up to contribute to birthdays, helping overwhelmed me and
simply demonstrating over and over that when I invest in helping my children
fill their cups it comes back to me ten fold in the very moments I need it the
most. This watermelon cake was as delicious as it was precious to receive.
This new house has returned us to our roots. The space outdoors to gather round
a fire and tell tales of who we are. To invite friends in to knowing us on a
whole new level. It's a most lovely return.
Tabitha
The fruits of his labour (or is that vegetables of his labour??).
This is a carrot he planted in the spring being enjoyed and shared.
Yum, garden fresh carrots. I'm so grateful for the community of
family we have around us. My mother in law has provided this
beautiful place to go and grow food and see it happening while our
garden at home has suffered from a serious case of new born baby
neglect. Thankful for the harvest, the fun, the learning.
Happy Fridge.
Kelly
Cooper acquired a new loft bed which we (me) set up this week. He was so
excited, despite not actually planning to sleep in it. We set up a tv and
beanbag chair underneath. He announced that he would be hosting a weekly movie
night for a different family member each. So, here he is, cutting the ribbon he
taped to the doorway, marking the occasion of the inaugural movie night, with
Frankie being the first invitee. Note the red carpet. He thoughtfully chose a
Pokemon movie, her favourite at the moment, made popcorn and provided pillows
and blankets.
Suddenly she is 10.
I love how much she enjoyed helping unload bark mulch with her Dad this week. How she has her own sense of style and her own way of doing things. I love how she is most content in solitude yet loves parties. I love how she goes in through the out door, how she still skips when she walks and how she stands for justice. She is strong willed yet soft-hearted.
She is all the things I seek to improve in myself. Sometimes a mystery, always a joy. Love you Frankie!
I love how much she enjoyed helping unload bark mulch with her Dad this week. How she has her own sense of style and her own way of doing things. I love how she is most content in solitude yet loves parties. I love how she goes in through the out door, how she still skips when she walks and how she stands for justice. She is strong willed yet soft-hearted.
She is all the things I seek to improve in myself. Sometimes a mystery, always a joy. Love you Frankie!
Helen
There was a quiet moment with this guy,
where we got to hear him talk about a difficult situation he had faced.
The processing, the introspection, the shifting and more.
It was all there, shared freely and such a testament to how far he has traveled.
Love.
We've been hanging the laundry out to dry as much as possible.
(It strikes me each time, seeing all the little-big-in between-clothes side by side,
how grateful i am for these beings that fill all those clothes.
There was a long time when it seemed unlikely that it would ever happen for us.)
Often there are these handy helpers around, laughing, scheming and talking as they work.
And creating the most interactive peg bag ever...
Rachel
We decided the house needed a bit of remodeling before we put it on the
market. After six hours of cleaning and painting in the backyard, we
wondered if we should have just sold it as a fixer-upper. Sure was fun,
though. While we worked, we reminisced about the sweet days spent
playing with the house. We laughed about the figures they had given
make-overs (by cutting off their hair or their clothes). It was so
beautiful to see how much they loved their time with the house, but how
they also felt ready to let it go.
We have spent the last 10 days at the cabin where we have had the
most perfect weather imaginable. We've filled our days with hiking,
kayaking, visiting local ice cream shops. We've had entire days at the
beach with picnic lunches, sandcastles, burying each other, skipping and
gathering stones. We've seen sunsets and sometimes sunrises, and we
spent one late night outside trying to see the Perseid meteor shower.
We've grilled out and made pit fires (and s'mores). It has been the most
lovely week. But by far, my favorite moment is this one, with my two
boys sitting in the water together, looking at the sky and talking
together about something completely their own.
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