Friday's Fave Five: April 9th

At some point in the last week I was blog-hopping and happened along Living to Tell the Story's post of Friday's Fave Five. I think it can be easy to look back on a week, or a day, or sometimes even an hour and get frustrated. By all the things I didn't get done. By all the times I got impatient with my kids. By all the time I spent cleaning and cooking and baking and doing laundry and not doing things I might rather be doing. And it has been one of those weeks, and so I think this means I need to look back over my week and find my fave five (if not more) so I keep my perspective in the right place.

1. This past weekend was Easter, and not only is that a reminder of what Jesus has done for me, but I got to watch my 15 month old gather eggs for the first time. What a great thing to experience life (even collecting Easter eggs) through the eyes (and joy) of a toddler!

2. The weather has been absolutely amazing (maybe even a little warm yet for this time of year) and has given me great motivation to get out with my double stroller, my two kids, and to try and get back my pre-baby body.

3. I went to a church service on Wednesday (even with both kids), knowing my toddler has a rough time, but also knowing that he loves music and it would be good for me as well. Well, he is getting to a stage where he is to old to sit still at all but too young to require him to really sit still and be quiet. We ended up out in a large open area with other kids who couldn't quite handle the environment with their families and I just loved watching my son interact with the other kids, running around, chasing, being chased, and just having a great time enjoying space and life and his new friends!

4. I went for a long walk (in beautiful weather) with both boys and a friend who has a son about halfway in age between my two. It was good for our sons to be around each other, good for me to have adult conversation, and good for me to interact with another mom that has a kid in a similar stage. Working on having more times like this!

5. Watching my older son enjoy my infant. The first couple of weeks wasn't this way when Judah was born, but Micah has warmed up tremendously. He loves trying to calm Judah when he is crying, loves giving hugs and kisses, loves holding him, and immediately points to where he is whenever he hears a noise from him. This brings me joy and makes me excited for when they can better interact as they get older!

See, it was a good week. I am mostly reminding myself. Perspective is everything!