Grateful Sunday

You know, this Grateful Sunday thing can be kind of hard sometimes. I mean, obviously, I'm grateful for so many things each week, but they're usually the same old repeats from every other week (and day), and usually, it's mainly my family and our health and comfort (which is boring to blog about over and over) . You all ought to try a grateful list every once in a while, if you don't already. It really does make you stop and think and take account and BE ACTIVELY GRATEFUL for something, even if it's a song you sang at Church, or eating out Saturday night, or holding your husband's hand in the hallway. It makes my Sundays better, at least, and this Sunday, I'm grateful for . . .

. . . the lesson we had in church today, which I actually got to listen and contribute to, for once. My friend, Nicole, did a great job teaching it. It helped me more consciously enjoy the Sabbath day today. Everyone here was very happy, and it was great.

. . . my piano. I very rarely get a chance to play these days. I can't play when Miles is asleep and I can't really play when he's awake, since he REALLY loves to bang on the keys and beg to be sitting on my lap. So I can play when Neal is home, which isn't very much. But today, I played, and it was lovely. (Thanks again, Grammy, for sending the piano.)

. . . Miles, who still smells like warm sugar cookies all the time, even though he's a big one-year-old now. And no, it's not because he had an actual sugar cookie for dessert tonight.

. . . the fact that Audrey is loving school already. She actually looks forward to it. On Friday, when I picked her up, she said, "Today was even funner than yesterday!" It might be the novelty, but I hope that she's really going to love first grade.