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January


I may have mentioned that I never like January. I started out the month in that same blah state that I usually do but things turned around on my birthday and I've been feeling very un-january-like ever since. I'm sure it helps that the weather has been so much nicer than usual - but still....

Anyway - I'm really working on my attitude about this wintery month. Here are a few things that I enjoy about January:


- getting to snuggle up under a cozy blanket on a cold night
- warm yummy soup and hot drinks
- the sun rises so late than I'm almost always up and often at my kitchen window to enjoy the pinks and purples in the morning. Love it.
- I always get that urge to CLEAN and organize. There's nothing like the feeling after you've vacuumed and dusted every single thing in a room. So fresh. I bought more totes last night. Good stuff.
- Caden getting to go skating with his dad
- the kids in their soft fuzzy pj's
- everything looks so CLEAN
- it's that time of year where I can't help but be somewhat reflective of where I've been and where I'm going or better yet - what I need to do to get myself and my family headed in the direction we hope to be going. Closer to God and each other. We check out where our priorities have been and we look forward to what a new year will bring. Especially now as each month that passes brings us to yet another stage in our kids' lives. Exciting. So - that's a start. Today is a good day and I'm going to go now and enjoy it!

Comments

Kristi said…
You are a great mom and justed wanted to tell you that!!
Unknown said…
Sounds like you've got things all figured out, your family is lucky to have you...

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