There is so much I love about my life. I am a very blessed woman. It’s hard for me to pin-point my exact favorite part with all the choices I have, Mr. Miller, two darling daughters, a cozy little home… but among my favorite things about my life is the things I hear throughout the day.
When we got to our destination, and were eating our breadsticks dipped in soup Harlo says without even looking up from her meal, “mom, I love you so much.” I said, “harlo, I love you so much!” and she gives me a little half-giggle as a sign of her satisfaction.
We we arrived home from our outing, and while I prepared the milk for my little babe, I overhear my 3 year old telling her baby sister, “Okay, Stel.. it’s that time. It’s nap time! You gotta be a good girl for mama, okay? I’ll be right here when you wake up.” followed by a “nooooo!…’ ‘yes.’ ‘noooo!….’ ‘Stella, yes.’ ‘ Nooooooo!!!”, “mom! Stella said no for me.”
After I got that little dispute settled, I settled into the rocking chair with my baby in tow and began to sing her usual afternoon lullaby, and over my own voice I hear Harlo singing right along with me, rocking her baby in the other rocking chair.
As I walked Stella to her room, I listened to her sweet humming — her usual sleepy time routine.
It really is the simple things, isn’t it? We live such a simple life, and it really is the most beautiful thing I could have ever imagined.