I love it when my children play what they have heard in a story. This week, they were inspired by a book we picked up on a whim at the library this week. The title is Medieval Feast and, as you can imagine, it tells about a great feast that was prepared for a king. It made for a happy morning of imaginary play.
(By happy morning, I hope you know that I do not mean perfect. My kids are real kids and no fewer than three arguments had to be settled in order to proceed with the happiness. Just so you know.)
While my boys played at making tea, my daughter announced that she would be serving cocktails. She kept saying it in a British accent, which I found very funny.
My pretty girl in the tent we set up for the lords and ladies to live in.
I hope you are all having a lovely fall wherever you are!
Feel free to share any pretty, happy, funny, real moments you have had this week! And be sure to stop by the link-up at Like Mother, Like Daughter for more contentment.
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Yesterday was one of those days. From errands to nap time, school work to dinner, nothing seemed to go as planned. We did make crayons from the old broken bits we had lying around. We also did sticker books and played catch in the back yard. I had time to breathe after the kids went to bed in the evening, which something of a rarity around here. It seems there a few things for me to remember here. First, that I do well to count up all the good little things and measure my days by what is, rather than by what isn’t. It also seems that there is more be learned about receiving those broken plans as an opportunity for grace, a chance for the day to be something different than I had in mind. Something more. There is always more to be received, as our God is a God who always wants to give us more of Him. Sometimes I realize it.
“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” – Matthew 11:28