This is my first year putting up Christmas lights on the outside. I think I prefer the inside decorating, but I did love my adorable little helper.
I can’t remember the exact year mom gave my quilt to me…I think it was right after I graduated college or so. I pulled the quilt of the attic last week to take a picture for my mom that she requested, and I am SO GLAD I did. The kids oooo’ed and ahhhhh’ed. I got to tell the story of each piece. You see, my mom took all those clothes that every kid has, the ones that they don’t ever want to give away, and saved them over the years. Then she made a unique quilt for each of us. Each quilt for each kid’s personality. My quilt pieces were made into a painting of sorts, because I always loved painting.
I don’t think I can let it live in the attic anymore. What an amazing gift!
I love sleeping in on my birthday. I love the snuggles from the kids when I finally wake up. I love the AMAZING Eggs Benedict that Daniel has perfected. I love the flour-less chocolate cake and the kids singing happy birthday perfectly off-tune. I love the cards/emails that I get even more than any gift I have ever recieved. Words are my love language. And I LOVE LOVE LOVE going out to eat at a fancy restaurant with my kind, handsome, incredible man. So these are my requests…yep…every year. It is good. I am blessed.
This picture was from a place in San Diego called “Brother’s Provisions”. We stopped there for a pumpkin cider and a beer before our fancy dinner. 🙂