Waking to small joys . Everyday I am constantly reminded of how blessed I am . nothing brings me more joy than watching my two children grow together and show true love for each other! Motherhood definitely has its challenges . but waking up to these small joys, makes it all worth while . Watching my boy and girl hold hands. Listening to my girl sing the only song she knows, and the only line she knows . let it go! How her hair reflects her personality. How they look at each other.

Sunday, August 9, 2015. An in-home library is the stuff of my dreams. One big room filled to the brim of books. And I would go there everyday to read for awhile, or at least to smell the books, touch the books and peruse my collection. Perhaps today a charming classic? Tomorrow some fabulous foodie-lit? In actuality, we cannot have a huge book filled space. Instead we have pockets of books all over the house. Not the toilet, sorry. In the books and the fables.