I'm looking out my window at the rain. A rack of sweet potatoes drips and caramelize on the oven floor. The kitchen smells like smoky sugar. Andrew taps his Legos to the beat of the African drummers we heard at the library this morning. The baby's blue eyes twinkle as she attacks a teething ring with slobbery fervor.Perhaps it's the Halloween candy talking, but I would not trade this life for anything.
14 comments:
Oh, she is so cute!!
You lulled me with the imagery. :) I never knew how sweet a plain sweet potato could be until I baked one for my first baby and the sugars oozed out and carmelized into a sweet treat. I told my family the other day that I am finding joy in this life that others might think mundane. :) Thanks for sharing your happy thoughts. Your Pumpkin is beautiful. :)
What a sweetie she is! I can't believe how big she has gotten.
Oh if she gets any cuter......
She is so cute!
Even if it is just the sugar buzz from the candy -- life it good, live it up!
I hear you...life isn't perfect but it is blessed!
What a lovely image, although I don't envy you cleaning burnt sweetpotato off your oven floor.
Love the picture of your dear daughter.
So true and well said, Meredith! Our lives as wife and mom are certainly not easy - but oh, so sweet!
Have a great day!
She's gorgeous---no it isn't the candy at all :) It is a wonderful calling.
LMS ~
I absolutely love your blog. It's like a Martha Stewart Living magazine! :)
Sweeter than a roasted sweet potato, that one!
debbie
Beautiful writing and beautiful baby!
(And third time I've tried to post this comment!)
What a cute little pumpkin, and a lovely image.
Thank you.
Ruthie, that's the nicest compliment Like Merchant Ships has ever received : )
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