I’m already getting weepy as I think about what to write today. I’d blame it on hormones, but I would rather admit the truth – I’ve started to become frustrated with the daily grind of motherhood, and this idea has given me the opportunity to stop and rediscover the beauty of it all.
I’m going to ask one thing of my readers – as suggested by the lovely Casey Mullins of Moosh in Indy. I’d like each of you to reply with one perfectly ordinary thing that made your life beautiful during the past week.
Also? I know Mundane Monday is a cheesy name (and hard to say), but I just can’t help it. I like catchy names with alliteration.
That’s all the housekeeping, so here we go:
Big G woke me up too early this morning.
I was grumpy, but then he said, “I love you, mom. I missed you. I want to give a kiss.”
We didn’t have plans for dinner tonight. My sister-in-law called and invited us over.
It was wonderful, and I didn’t have to do any dishes.
I’m still clean and sober.
When I got home from the conference, there was a birthday present waiting for me.
I have the best brother ever.
This morning Little G spun around in circles while I got dressed.
My birthday was this week. I turned 34 and I got cookies in the mail from a woman I’ve never met in real life. Her name is Janice, and she is my dear friend.
Big G made a little lamb out of paper and cotton balls at church today. Car asked him what he learned about lambs. Big G said, “That they eat grass.”
My friend Rachel took me to lunch at Cafe Rio.
Big G wanted to help me make pasta salad. He ate more than he helped.
I was so happy to see him actually enjoying normal food.
Little G loves olives. He sticks them on his plump little fingers before stuffing them in his mouth. Today he enjoyed it so much that he didn’t stop to chew them up, and he ended up with chipmunk cheeks full of olives.
My life is gloriously ordinary.