Sunday, March 17, 2013


I have sweet memories of my kids wearing rain boots and tutus, carrying jars of bugs and waving princess wands; the pirate hat that didn't come off even for church and the ratty red sweatshirt that was worn for weeks on end, only managing to stay clean because I would sneak it into the wash at night. When my youngest flew happily onto the school bus Friday morning wearing an Indian headdress, it reminded me how great it is to live in moments of unabashed joy.
"The best things in life aren't things."
-Art Buchwald

5 comments:

shirlgirl said...

He is the cutest Indian I've ever seen, and I love that headdress--it is beautiful.

Jo Jo said...

Happy boys are the best!

morganmoore said...

He is so cute (and looks thrilled!) ha ha!~

Doran & Jody said...

Fun times!

LL said...

That little wild Indian was fun to watch yesterday after church...flying off the stage, climbing on top of the van, swinging in through the sunroof.
I just wish he was willing to go home with me :-)