It’s been 7 years since my Oma died. I have one of the acrylic sweaters she knit me in our window seat – where we keep our warmest sweaters. Even though i replaced it with a wool one, i haven’t got rid of it yet. But it’s just sitting there and hidden too – i should just let it go.
In our new main-floor bathroom, there’s a spot to hang the kid’s artwork. Here is a collection of Gabe’s:
(Under-counter ikea hack found here.)
It is December 17 and 5 degrees. We don’t really need to be warmer. But Reuben is happy in his new (larger) sleep sack
An infant rarely lets you sit for tea, but i found the opportunity this afternoon while the older boys were drawing and Reuben was napping. A moment of grace.
It is wintry outside but we are warm and dry.
I have been loving a homemade chai tea lately. Much cheaper and easier than braving the cold walk to Starbucks.