There are days that don’t look like much on paper, but to me, they are everything.

These are the days that end up meaning the most.

Tot and I went to see the Minion movie, and honestly, I think half the fun was just being together. The dark theater, the ridiculous little yellow guys, the silly faces, the shared laughs.

She still can’t wait to drive.

She got behind that arcade steering wheel like she was already headed somewhere important.

And I get it.

But I also want to freeze her right here.

Her eyes are just intoxicating to me.

I know every mama thinks this about her child, but there is something about Tot’s eyes.

And then there was Rio.

Our fun, vivacious little Rio. That bird has no idea how much personality can fit inside such a tiny body.

Then came the red, white, and blue.

Paint on the cheek. A patriotic popsicle. A little early excitement as we get ready for America’s 250th birthday.

This is what I love most.

SIMPLE

A movie screen full of Minions.
A silly arcade game.
A popsicle melting in her hand.
Rio being Rio.
Tot being Tot.

Because I know these years are moving. I know she is getting taller and older and closer to the day when she really will drive away in a real car, with real keys, toward a real life that God is unfolding for her.

And for that, I am just grateful.