So the first week of January was very, very, very ordinary. And I would like to remember it.
I would like to read this in 20 years when I sit and worry that I didn't "stop and smell the roses". When I wonder if I savored the "little things". When I ponder if I didn't appreciate being "in the moment". The first week of January 2016 I can say that we did all those things.
We played with new toys without cleaning them up.
We had early lunches with four, even five items!! (Tuna sandwiches on homemade bread, grapes, fruit salad with more than two fruits, potato chips leftover from holidays and a piece of candy even!)
One by one we stopped by the couch throughout the day and snuggled under the quilt that still rests there. When Mommy was the one laying down - books were brought to her to be read aloud.
We went outside multiple times a day.
We did science experiments, crafts and anything else that usually gets put off until "later".
