(as opposed to, say, Wordless Wednesday)
So I don’t have the time to do an all-out Daybook post, but I do have a photo thought I’d like to share with you.
A photo thought and a short little story.
This morning Felicity lingered after breakfast. The rest of the kids had done their dishes and scattered—some to their bedrooms to read library books, others to the classroom to play Minecraft with Dad.
Of all my children, Felicity is the most apt to seek me out to share her heart. I love these quiet Mother-Daughter moments—I cherish them and pray for the grace to stop-what-I’m-doing, look-her-in-the-eyes and listen.
“Mom?” she said, as I stood at the counter wiping down the juicer. “You know how you have to have a job to work?”
I smiled. “Yes?”
“Well, I really want Daddy to get a job because I don’t want to move and I’d like to take piano lessons again…”
“Mm-hmm…” I responded, thinking “Me, too! Me, too.”
“But,” she continued, and raised her long-lashed eyes to give me a sweet, shy smile. “I really, really like having him here at home.”
And again I’m thinking….me, too…me, too.