Gratitude Monday, hugs and closed mouthes

It’s Monday: Time to count my blessings, tiny and not.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Hugs from Mr. R1. There’s something special about unrequested, spontaneous hugs. Especially from a 10 year-old boy.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Requests for home work help from Miss S. It feels so good to be needed.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A surprise “Christmas present” from CoCo. There’s a long story behind this.  One where I was less than a good listener.  One that made me laugh until tears flowed freely. One that makes CoCo laugh, too.shut up - 1

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A safe trip to and from a cheerleading competition. Oh, the winds on the freeway this weekend.  Seven semi trucks blown off the road.  Holy smokes!  I never thought to stay home because of wind. I began to wish I did. At the same time, really glad we made it.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A visit with the sweetest brother-in-law. He may be a saint one day. Maybe he is already.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A warm day in February. The snow melted or blew away in 24 hours.  How wonderful 60°F felt!  Spring will be here. This was just a prelude. More snow on Wednesday. Hey, I can take it.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] More work! Yay.

[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A cold abated. It hasn’t caught me, just hooked me with a few sniffles and sneezes.  I think I can fight it off.