Weekend 9. My little miss turned 3! By the time I was up, the baking of her cake was in progress. She was given free reign over the leftover batter. It was the start of a pretty fantastic day.
The next day after the gifts had been opened and we had completed a craft project kit she received, I found her older sister, Mirah, using the leftover scraps to make something herself. I have such admiration for the freedom she feels in creating. It was a beautiful thing to witness, mess and all.
Most every night my girls have a bowl of cereal before they go to bed. It’s become a nightly ritual. This day had been particularly busy, and as my husband and I sat on the couch in the living room across from them, I saw this. Them. And it calmed me.
Sometimes the best part of the day is taking a moment to acknowledge that you survived it.