We got a tiny peek into spring on Sunday – we walked through one of our favorite neighborhoods, window shopped, stocked up on tiny $5 sunnies, tried to find a place that had space for kids to sit and eat (a tough task at most restaurants) and played on one of the dirtiest parks in the city. Currently the weather is back to cold and the smell of spring is masked by my scarf, mittens and hat – the split second of spring was a major tease, which sorta left us feeling a bit anxious for more. So, this is me holding my breath till spring decides to come back, pretty sure I’ll be holding it for a long time (hopefully not) – Canada really likes to tease us on the weather front, I really should be used to her games by now.
Balls of the bowling variety, obviously – I hope you didn’t think this was going to be a post about another type of balls, like maybe basketballs or a soccerballs? Sunday we took our family party out to the boon docks, for some good old bowling fun. It was the kids first crack at tossing a bowling ball, maybe next time they will try to roll it? King was in heaven and proud as a peacock with each turn, Harlow was pretty happy to get all three balls stuck in the lane at once. Chris and I were obviously pros, just look at those stances, and the amount of pins standing!? We will definitely be going bowling more often, and I will be bringing extra strength hand sanitizer and just maybe leave the camera at home (there was a lot of embarrassing shots of my sweet sweet bowling moves).
Grateful, such a simple word but a powerful, one that seems to be constantly on my mind. Recently it is the word I use to start my day off; as I lay in Shavasana during yoga practice or as I cuddle my kids during a morning cartoons. I take a single moment to stop thinking about the day ahead and yesterday, and just think about what I am most grateful for. The first thought that comes to my head is the one I focus and sent intentions on for the full day. It helps to calm myself, and later when I hit a struggle (or toddler tantrums) I am brought back to that thought of gratitude.
I think I have always been a pretty grateful person, in the recent years (call it old age) I have realized the things I need for a happy life are right here in front of me – in my hands and in my heart. I am a simple person with simple tastes, the whole less is more trend is a great one and one I think I have been accidentally living my whole life. It wasn’t until recently that I realized a more important part of this simple/basic trend is feeling grateful. Finding out in your heart what makes you feel grateful everyday, and remove the excess clutter. Definitely a life long and age old goal, one that has crept into every aspect of my life – through the books I read, how I practice yoga, how I spend my time, and how I speak and interact with others.
I’m not going to post a long list of the things I’m grateful for, it’s actually pretty short and simple – because the big things, trickle down and make the small things happen.
I am most grateful for: My husband, the man who has helped me build our entire world, the amazing man who works 6 days a week 14+ hours a day to provide for us, and always keeps a smile on my face and an embarrassing laugh in my voice. My kids, who have taught me more about myself in the short time they have been here then anyone/thing else, who have taught me how to love pure and simply and shown me how to see the world thru simple non-jaded eye (grateful I get to be their Momma!). My family, for endless support, love, for shaping me into who I am (and for still shaping me), and for being equally awesome and crazy (the good kind). My friends, because even though we don’t share a blood line it does not mean we aren’t family.
This is my simple list (the top four of my list), as without these 4 things I would not have the perfect place to call home, a passion for the creative, a love for learning, a career path that is constantly growing and expanding, a smile on my face, love in my heart and food in my belly.
And since we are on the topic I really need to say how grateful I am for this little corner of the internet. A place that is mine to share freely about the things I love, to let some of my creativity lose, and a place where I have met so many amazing people (that I otherwise wouldn’t have had the chance to meet). A place that has helped me learn, grow, and focus on the things I truly feel passionate about and also the things that need improvements. I am ever so grateful for the amazing opportunities and financial help it has given me – in a time when our whole world got flipped arond and me going back to work wasn’t a possibility, this little blog became the place I both loved to come everyday and the thing that helped me contribute to our families bills. And for all those reasons I express my sincere gratitude, to you readers and my lovely sponsors.
So I know this post is filled with much more gooey cheese then you are used to from me, sometimes I just have to share what is heavy on my heart or brain – once in a while I have to play my serious card. With that being said, it’s your turn: What are you grateful for? Start a list, take the first thing that comes to your mind in that moment and focus on it – keep a running list of the things that make your world and there you have your less is more.
Everyday that we all have zero work or school obligations, we like to make a family day – lately it’s only one day a week that it actually happens, so it’s even more special. Yesterday though, that was a technical statutory holiday (for 5 out of 12 Canadian provinces and territories) called Family Day – a stat day created to break up the drab zero holiday month called February. So what does one do on a holiday (which isn’t actually a holiday) called Family Day? Probably something really creative like spend the day with family and hit up the museum (and stay out of the cold, so tired of hiding from her).
The kids love The ROM, King is now asks questions about most things and is super interested in everything – they were two hyper little sponges walking through the ROM, rather then the usual two little race cars racing through and barely glancing at a thing.
Over the weekend I was looking through old photos from when Harlow first came into our lives, the overwhelming bitter-sweetness was almost too much. Why does time have to move so quickly as soon as we have kids? I need to do my best to soak every single moment up, to capture moments I never want to forget before they fly by and get much better at ignoring everything expect for them when I am with them.
NOTE: these are all iphone photos, my in pocket memory catcher.
Super Dad, we have one and he is the super-ist (sorry, I can’t help it I really like to make up words). I’m sure you have one too! I feel his Dad super powers every time I look at him, and I can’t help but feeling that my kids won the Dad jackpot (way better then the 50 million dollar jackpot).
The best is seeing it in their eyes, and even out of their mouths: My Dad is the fastest, he can jump the highest ever, he is the most handsome, he is the silliest funny guy, he is so strong stronger then you Momma, he has the longest legs in the earth! I remember actually thinking my Dad could just pluck a 100 year old tree from the ground, with his bare hands and no effort at all. I love seeing my kids watch their super Dad – and I love getting to experience it all over again, but from the very proud wife seat this time around.