I keep feeling as if I have nothing to say here anymore, and yet... my days are full of little moments that I want to treasure up, to record for my own delight. And so, here I am. Again.
I had the girls gathered up in my lap this afternoon, just before nap time. Phoebe had chosen a book that both she and Nora would enjoy, and we shared a story together. (Story sharing can be difficult when one of the listeners is a very eager page turner.) And as if to say, "I'm here, too," the third sister kicked and flipped for the entire time we snuggled together. Oh, how I look forward to sharing stories with three little girls!
This morning, Phoebe asked me to sing her a song ("Standin' on the Solid Rock") for the umpteenth time in the past few days. I'm battling a little bit of viral crud and I honestly just didn't feel like it, so I told her that I didn't feel well and that maybe I'd sing some later. Phoebe said, "Mommy, does your heart hurt? You sing from your heart!" And immediately, my excuse was busted wide open. Needless to say, I've not refused her requests for song any more today.
Is anyone else loving this fall weather like we are? It was particularly blustery on the day we went to the pumpkin patch, but we've been delighted by the brisk air and the need for a coat. I am so thankful that God gives us seasons... what a sweet reminder that trials, like the oppressive summer heat, only last for a season.