Mmmmmm

I love living here. I love this old, spacious house, full of character (even if the kitchen is somewhat lacking), where the kids can run and play, even inside! I love that we have so many great friends here, real friends that I can actually be myself with. Friends that have kids that are my kids' friends. For as long as we get to stay here, I will appreciate and enjoy it.

Yesterday, one of my good friends came by for a visit with her little ones. She and I have been through our three pregnancies together and she has been a great encouragement and support to me. She's one of those people you can't help but like. She's genuine and honest and always has a great attitude and a smile on her face. She doesn't hide the hard stuff, she doesn't pretend life is perfect, she's just real!

I always enjoy our visits together, even if we're just watching the kids do their thing. Sometimes we'll get into deep and meaningful discussions and sometimes we just drink tea, too tired to do much else...well actually I'm normally the one who's too tired to do much else!

Behind our house are some fields, as this used to be a ranch, and the blackberry bushes are laden right now, so we took the kids out to pick berries. I used to love picking berries when I was younger and to have them right here is perfect. The kids were all so excited to 'help' but approaced it from very different angles. The four-year-olds, I think were more intent on filling their buckets, while our two-year-olds were more interested in eating every berry in sight.


Here are the two-year-olds after about 20 minutes of picking, berried faces and empty buckets :)