Sunday Morning Reflections

I am tucked away in a spare bedroom trying to do all the work I can manage for grad school. Its times like these I get to listen though. Really listen and think about how my life is right now. As silly as it sounds, I have, despite all the amazing amounts of work and stress I have in my life, been able to take several moments and be thankful. These moments hit during every day activities like folding laundry or even just coming down the stairs after putting Trent to bed. I have learned quickly to verbalize these times of joy to Scott so that he understands just how lucky I feel. We built this life-together.

So, as I blog, rather than journal for my class, I am listening to the sounds of the house on this rainy Sunday morning. Sesame Street is playing as the soundtrack to this little movie starring Trent and Scott. They made pancakes together again this morning and Trent got to stand on the chair and crack eggs and talk with his dad about, " hot" "coffee" and " being careful." Now, they are putting a shelf together for the laundry room. Scott has such a way about treating Trent like a man. I heard him say, " Get your tools. You are going to help Daddy put this together." I can hear them tinkering with the metal parts and Trent playing with the box as they work together.

I am thankful for today-for my tiny little family that feels simply perfect, for a house in which I am able to hide away a little bit and listen, for a husband who knows how to keep our son thinking and learning and not asking for me, and for this rainy Sunday morning that allows me to breathe and take it all in.