Sunday, January 29, 2012

Favourite Things

There is something about taking a quiet moment and reflecting on the week just past akin to reading someone's memoirs in awe inspired wonder. It makes all the spills, messes, washing, food, cuddles and planning worth it somehow. In fact it makes it seem simply fantastic. It's like those light-bulb moments when you realize just why you do these things day-in-and-day-out. There is a lot to remember and be grateful for within the 'everyday'. 

Favourite things is my way noticing those little moments in between the hussle and bussle of life. Those beautiful, little moments which I want to hold in my memory.

Moments Like:

Hot chocolate, Brambly Hedge, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, cushions and snuggles on a rainy, summer day.

Lazy, rainy weekend mornings snuggled in bed with a cup of tea and lots of laughs.

Australia Day picnics by the water. Sand, swimming, picnics and a walk in the fresh air - my idea of a great holiday day. Even the littlest bub enjoyed the afternoon - pinching a peach from the picnic basket.

Before mentioned Bub decided that one peach was not enough.
(Oh and he devoured one of these entirely himself.)

The delight in experiencing new textures, tastes and sensations when you are 9 months old.

Sitting in one spot feeling the sand seemed rather mundane after a short while. He decided to go and explore the water with the big kids. But the tide is out and it's an awfully long crawl to reach the swimmers - way out there somewhere.

Saturday afternoon left just me and Holly at home. What else would a girl want to do on a beautiful afternoon with Mummy if not make some lip-balm. That's my girly-girl for sure. 

I just love the look of concentration on Alexander's face as he chops up some herbs. He is my mini-chef and always helping out when I'm cooking.

All together it's been a fantastic week. Filled to the brim with my delightful family.

This week I'm linking up with:
friday favorite things | finding joy

1 comment:

  1. Ahh, lazy weekend mornings are my favorite. No running, no expecations, just enjoying each other.