Vain

  In all my life there have been few vain moments. I am a realist of sorts to some degree and have never seen myself as any form of beauty. However something I have appreciated about myself is my hair. It has always been thick (well after it eventually grew in at the age of two) and mostly long and untamed. I have received many interesting and varied comments on it my whole life. There was once a time most of it fell out and it was just few inches long and everything about me felt wrong.

 I have often wondered how I will feel when my hair color changes and in many respects everything changes as I age. Slowly that time is coming for me. The other day I got my daughter who was immobile on the couch from an injury to just take a picture of my hair. It was my vain moment if you will.

 As I grow up I realize how vital it is to thank parts of yourself that have been vital to who you are. There are your talents, your gifts, your brain, your sensitive soul, but there are also your eyes, your hair, there is you and all your parts.

So thanks to my hair. I posted this on instagram as well. It is something Ive been thinking about it. 

Thanks to my hair.

Little Moments In Picture Form

 

  Matching nightgowns sewn with Oma.

I remember when the tallest one looked gangly and younger like the shorter one beside him. It seems like just yesterday but here we are.

A skating day on the slough ~ a rare occurrence here in our climate.

 Valentines day flowers from daddy. 

She is so precious.

                                      Parts of her hair are growing faster than other parts are.

                                Someone else is growing too and fitting mommies shoes...almost.

Covid is not raining on our celebrations too much.

She got makeup for Christmas and she is so creative.

         We got chickens for Christmas and that first egg was like some sort of miracle.

                                                    We were shrieking with joy.

Our two cats who are mother and daughter and their relationship is not always snuggly and sweet.

                                                           Dress up with big brother.

She has grown up in an age where she sees everyone wearing masks and asks to wear one as well. She does not wear them and does not have one but I let her try on her sisters.

                                          She is into picking out her own outfits.

People make such an impact in our lives and this lady brings us much joy.

                                                      Cute excited faces that I adore.

                                                         We really love snow 

Something we had not done before but had such fun putting together and eating.

It is almost Spring. Yay :)

Our Baby Turns Two

  In our family I see birthdays as this beautiful moment to really celebrate each person in a way they would appreciate. So for our beautiful baby who loves her cousins and animals what better way to do this but to head to the stable where we take lessons. It was the best day for us all and we left full of gladness.

                                           Another precious animal lover in the family.

A sprained ankle for big sister and our youngest is very tender hearted and full of compassion and 'helps' constantly.

                                           She loves to brush horses and wear bike helmets.

                                            It is always extra special when daddy is along.

           She got a little stuffed animal pony from the stable owner who is such a gem.

                                           A precious soul in our family who we adore.

                                                    Getting sang happy birthday to.

                                                            This is her real and excited smile.

                 This is her camera smile face that she does now when I tell her to smile.

Dusk

 There is that time where the sun is moving on 

And the homemaker might feel a bit worn

Especially if she is a homeschooling homemaker

And she thinks of getting everyone to bed with a sigh

Something draws her to the window

And she is so glad she went

And out the door she runs

It is just for a minute

But that is enough

To get her through to another day