Maybe it’s just me. But, sometimes when I scroll through my pictures, I get a little overwhelmed with the cute. Of all of them. Of all of it.
I’m so lucky. So blessed. So fortunate that these little people call me “mommy.”
Her little face makes me smile no matter what is going on.
And this one, wanting to be a big girl so bad. Yelling to go into the “play room” and play with the ponies. She loves those ponies and that doll house. She makes them trot on the roof and everything.
So blessed that these sisters love each other so much. And, that B will always have somebody willing to pick her up and carry her around (no Baby B’s were harmed in the making of this picture).
And, of course, the man that picked me to be his wife. Pretty darn blessed there, too. He’s loving on his bookends all in their St. Patrick’s Day attire.
If you haven’t scrolled through your pictures, phone or the big mama, I highly recommend doing it. Just take a little time to appreciate and love what you have right in front of you!