Little Stuff

I love it when...

My husband and I drive together anywhere. No phones, no distractions, nothing but time for some good visits to catch our lives up in its' entirety.

My daughter rushes to 'set up camp' wherever I go. Her blanket, bottle, book, and shopping bag of toys gets toted into the kitchen, my bedroom, on the couch, her bedroom, the office, etc. on a daily basis. 

I get to have a good long hot shower. (except when I'm preggers it has to be a shorter one cause I will faint)

My busy toddler runs up and gives me an aggressive long hug to my legs.

I find little kissy lip prints on my bedroom mirror about 2-3 feet high.

Heaven's slice is in the little stuff.