Ordinary Days

I promise that I will post about the rest of our vacation as soon as I have time to go through the rest of the pictures.  But for today I wanted to post about our last couple of days.  Not because anything special has happened but because nothing special has happened.  Julia has finally recovered from the virus that has been making her miserable for the last week and life is getting back to normal.  We’ve spent the past two days visiting the library, the farmer’s market, the playground, going to yoga for the first time in three months, playing in the sandbox and water table, weeding, making pesto and salsa from the veggies and herbs in our garden, and just hanging out blowing bubbles in the yard.  The weather has been beautiful and everyone’s attitudes have been improved.

As I was driving home this afternoon reflecting on this I was struck by the thought that experiencing all the challenges that we have had, big and small, have allowed me to truly enjoy and be thankful for a perfectly nice, ordinary day.  Like today.

(I was also struck by the thought that listening to John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt for the hundredth time is made infinitely better if you treat yourself to some chocolate!)