I’ve been busy today preparing for Thanksgiving tomorrow. Last minute shopping, cleaning, cooking – the normal craziness that descends on a household on the final day before a family gathers to eat massive amounts of food and remember all the things they have to be grateful for. As I take a moment to sit down on the couch and sip a cup of tea, I’m watching my teacup human play with his planks, magnetiles, and PlusPlus in an epic game of I don’t know what, I am getting a head start on that grateful thing. I am incredibly grateful to be a mom and even more grateful that I get to be a mom to this fantastic kiddo. I’m grateful that I get to watch him be the undeniably creative individual he is. I love getting to watch him beam with pride at being responsible for bringing his own dish to the family Thanksgiving gathering and muse about how it will “dazzle the family’s tastebuds”.
This is a blog about the power of play, but it is also a testament to slowing down and enjoying the days God has gifted us with these amazing kiddos we get to raise. This thing called motherhood is far from easy and not every day is a cake walk, but it is indeed a blessing. I, for one, am incredibly grateful to get to be in the throws of motherhood at this point and want to make sure I take the time to soak it up before it is gone.
Happy Thanksgiving, y’all!



















