I mean, really.
Have you ever seen joy so conspicuous? So contagious?
Where and what could inspire such happy?
Well, the carousel in Texas Wild! at the Fort Worth Zoo, for one thing.
Our Joy Trip took us back to our homeland, and the zoo was but one stop on the tour of merriment.
More to come . . .
When I was a kid, my mom used to tuck love notes into my lunchbox, my backpack, even into rolled up socks in my sock drawer. She didn't do it every day or even once a week. It was very sporadic. But when I found a note from her, it completely filled me with joy.
Dacey takes her lunch to school every day. She is an emerging reader, and I know she could read "I Love You," but I like to think when she opens her sandwich container and sees a heart-shaped sandwich, the meaning translates easily. I hope it brings her joy.
Spring cleaning is upon us. I am so ready.
I'm following along with Clean Mama's month of spring cleaning, and I so appreciate the small steps to a spring clean.
This is my dish cupboard. It is the one and only thing in this entire house that is consistently orderly. Sometimes I just stand back and stare at it when I need a little peace. One little corner of order brings so much joy.
I fully understand the ridiculousness of mentioning this. I can't help it though. It honestly, sincerely, truly brought me joy. My sister alerted me to the fact that Kyle and I have something in common with US Olympian and all-around super skier Bode Miller: we've both happened upon the loveliest of names for our daughters.
That has made me grin all day. And so does this picture of Dacey circa December 2007.
Today, I had the joy of discovering that even if it has been years since you last laced up a roller skate, it all comes back to you.
I'm sorta crunchy as in sorta granola, sorta hippie, and always in my barefeet.
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