For every moment that I feel like I should be all caught up on baby books and have perfectly organized photo albums on our shelves....
For every moment that I feel like my words aren't enough or that my photos should be better....
For every moment that I wonder if my life is enough to share in this space....
I remember that EVERY life is worth sharing and I remember why I started this little blog in the first place.
To document our simple and sweet life. This life with these wonderful gifts.
If you want to write, take photos and keep track of your memories, can I just encourage you to not let perfectionism stand in your way? Live beautifully and then share it, imperfectly- because none of us are perfect.
Today something happened.
A complete stranger walked up to me and handed me two quilts. Just like that. She smiled at me and right there in the middle of a tiny little fair, asked me if I wanted these quilts that she sewed. She was short, with gray hair and glasses and she told me that she makes these quilts to give away as baby blankets. Apparently she saw that we have a few small children on our hands.... Um yeah, people tend to notice.
I almost cried, you guys. I mean, who does that? In the news and on Facebook and in conversations, we always hear about the bad stuff. The people we need to watch out for, the scary things. And then we go to a tiny little fair, where we pet ducks, hold rabbits and fall in love with baby pigs and as we walk to buy corn dogs and greasy fair fries, a sweet old lady comes up to us and gives us two quilts that she sewed with love. Just because.
Her kindness makes me want to be extra kind, just because.
A few moments from our weekend.
The newest member of our dress up clan.
The rabbits get me every year. I think we need one...hello husband? Hear that?