Farmers markets, super hero crews, an evening with our favorite little boys,
undergrad classes finished, and a first (kinda....) Father's Day.
Little one and I have the grossest of colds so the celebrations have been little affairs,
but we're just tickled to be celebrating these sweet achievements and milestones.
The little moments of acknowledging gratitude for where God has us
and what He has brought us here to do are so sweet to us.
We are so so blessed.
So until further notice we'll be in bed with the sniffles
and watching Little One karate chop his way across my belly.
It really is the weirdest/coolest thing!
Now if only he would perform when the camera is out.....