We spent Friday evening with Pappy (a.k.a. Papa Z) and a very large stuffed monkey. After her initial shock, the munchkin thought the monkey was pretty awesome. I thought they were both hilarious.
I love the span of generations between these two and how this silly little girl makes him smile.
I remember telling Pappy once that I sure did love his children. I am so touched by how much he loves mine. ♥
On Saturday, I was determined to put our little fire pit to use and to burn off the dust and cobwebs of summertime and welcome fall with a bright blaze (or small flame...whatever works).
Oh, hello my lovely little friend! And what is a fire without s'mores? Nothing, I tell ya, nothing at all. Therefore...
This happened for sure. Look at that girlie getting ready to dig in. It's like a buffet of gooey goodness.
Daddy had to help...I love these moments. My heart melts like those marshmallows.
Deliciousness. Happy Fall, ya'll! (I'm southern, I just had to do that.)
The evening was therapeutic. I am always running here, racing there, thinking about this, stressing about that. For example, as I type this, I've taken a few breaks to clean up after a sick doggie, scrub the carpet, referee two girlies, and contemplate the best way to remove fresh pen marks from the back of the couch. True story.
Very rarely do I take time to just sit. To be still. My husband jokes that I don't know how to relax. Sitting in front of the warm fire on a cool night and looking up at the stars decorating a clear sky, I rested. I was calm and warm. I felt the God of the universe looking down upon us and felt the love and comfort of family surrounding me. I realized I need more of this kind of time...to reflect and recharge. I think sometimes we get so busy taking care of others that we forget to take care of ourselves. I see many more campfires in our near future...and of course more s'mores.
"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."
~ Matthew 11:28
Hope you had a wonderful, restful weekend! :)