This Day....

I write to remember....things that are easy to forget.
I don't need to write down my deepest convictions, they are trapped in my heart.
It's the little things I'm likely to forget.

I might forget that Baysil wore leggings & skirts this ENTIRE winter season along with slip on, gold, sparkly ballet type shoes. For EVERYTHING and ALL OCCASIONS...for running, biking, going to church, the grocery store or the park. I was so efficient and on top of things that I went thrifting several months before it got cold and stocked her drawers with jeans and pants that I scrounged up through tireless searching. She has not worn one pair of anything other than leggings. Which I did not buy at thrift stores ahead of time and had to pick up at target last minute to avoid her going naked.

Justice has a new side skip. He does it all over the house...whether going a short distance or long. It's adorable. It's like he just has this joy that causes him to skip sideways from room to room. It's almost a lateral gallop. I. love. it..and I don't want to forget it either.

Boaz lost his first and front tooth today. He was with Kiah in the garage snacking on cashews and chillin' the way they do. So sweet. Kiah got SO EXCITED for him (it's the first tooth either twin has lost) and witnessing that shared celebration melted my heart. Kiah BUSTED into the house and announced: "Boaz's tooth is missing! Come see this!!" Boaz was in the garage searching for it, walking in circles when I spotted a chewed up blob of cashews on the garage floor. I inquired about said blob. The explanation; Boaz spit out his cashews because he had felt "something hard" in his mouth...so, we decided to search in there for his tooth (this is the glamorous stuff motherhood is made of) and we found it, sho' nuff. Definitely something to remember.

Jason tore it up in our garden this afternoon. We're about to have 6 beds back there and also add some fruit trees. OH MY CULINARY-LOVING HEART COULD JUST BURST! What a guy. I adore him for so many reasons, and I love that he puts such a high value on caring for creation. He comes alive working out there and gets so attached to the seedlings that sprout and grow. It's magical. Getting into the earth and knowing that humanity began there. Somehow this crazy pile of dirt and hardly visible teeny, tiny seeds grow and nourish us. Amazing. He also gave each kiddo a little pot to plant their own head of lettuce in. Awesome.

Last nite we stayed up irresponsibly late with the Webbs...sitting by the hissing fire in our shared livingroom. We talked about our dreams and our fears of chasing them. We spoke honestly about stories from the days gone by and we laughed. We opened our hearts for careful holding by one another. We drank tea and told stories about our own kids and each other's kids and all of the house kids together.

These are things I don't want to forget today: this is a good life. Be generous. Pursue radical hospitality. Love the earth. Love one another.