At my parents' new place. Vacation morning. No work to leave for. No alarm clock. Family.
Pitter patter of little boy feet up the stairs. He and I made cinnamon rolls together while no one else was up. It was such the best time. Little giggles. Licking fingers. Bed head. Pajamas. Sleepy eyes.
It felt like Thanksgiving.
And it was. My heart gave thanks for... togetherness. A home. God's goodness. Cinnamon rolls.
Popcorn and rootbeer and movies.
Campfire.
"All this and Heaven too!"
Aww!!! They are so sweet!
ReplyDeleteLove it! I moved all the furniture around though. Bet I've ruined that morning photo light...have to try it again and see :) Mom
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