199. A messy house. I'm learning to love the disorder knowing that one day, I will look back and wish that my house was still filled with noisy children and a shedding dog.
201. Digging out a few of our favorite picture books to read before bed. I love how the old classics are just as enjoyable to a nine-year-old as they were when he was three.
202. Tender words between a father and son.
203. My boy's wild hair.
204. A witty sense of humor.
205. The sound of icicles shattering as they drop from the eaves on a sunny January day.
206. The excitement on the boy's face as we filled out our application for the 2011 JAM Summer Music Camp. He had such a good time last summer that July can't come soon enough.
207. When the gentleman bagging my groceries suddenly burst into song. I love my neighborhood grocery store.
208. Napping on a Saturday afternoon. I can't remember the last time I did it, but boy do I feel rested.
209. The never-ending stream of boys coming to play at our house. My son is blessed with wonderful friends.
210. A clear blue sky.
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Stopping by from Ann's community. Napping on a Saturday...a true gift.
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