Here's the quote: "The well-worn wicker rocker has become my favorite spot in the house."
Now for Drew, we had the good old glider. I thought it was great. But now, I know better. For Jack, we had some rearranging to do since the nursery would take over John's office and well, hey, let's leave the lazyboy recliner in here for now...and well, let's get a slip cover for it and cover up the blazing orange and burnt red tweed colors, and look, it fits perfectly in this corner. And of course, it's still there, 2 years later. And for that, I am so, so grateful. Not just grateful for my back's sake, but for the wonderful memories that have come with it. I liked doing some things new with my second baby. It kept the memories separate in a way. So I have many, many fond memories of rocking Drew in the glider and now Jack in the recliner. I think rocking them at night is so significant for me because it is where my day really and truly s.t.o.p.s. Nothing else really matters. That is *our* time. Jack knows that he has me completely to himself...and better yet, I have him to myself. We make that connection that might get passed by throughout the day. We are eye to eye. I can just let him babble and tell me his story and I am all his. We usually laugh and always sing. And the ritual always concludes with a great gathering and fidgeting and situating of the elephant, the elephant's blanket(?), getting that thumb, getting wrapped up into a cocoon and looking into momma's eyes. For this moment and for this time, I am so thankful. It puts every single thing in my life into perspective. I love this moment each night.
Jack even played a joke on me the other night. I whispered into his ear, "I love you" nice and slow. And he whispered back, "I...Wuv...OWL!!!!!" And ended with a cackle.
This one, I tell you, is a true
*cracker jack*
Scoop up those moments. Don't let them by. Drink in the love and forever remember how blessed you truly are. Look at those eyes that so lovingly look up to you. And please, don't forget to laugh!
And if you're feeling up to it, please share what your favorite connecting spot & moment is right now!







{Drew wore his authentic Italian soccer jersey on his first day} 

{we went exploring the first day and picked a bouquet from around the yard. it actually matches the Monet piece of art that is hanging above his desk. Those wood colored pencils are so chunky and earthy. They look like they were picked right from a tree. Could you imagine...a tree that grows it's own color}








{Now with the great structure I can hardly keep this little *pod* out of the school room! He LOVES to "daw" (i.e. draw). We have our kids start "holding the pencil like an artist" from the very beginning, as Jack is modeling for us here (thanks, buddy). It's just one of our (many) quirks}
{what Jack did the 1st day of school. The boys each got a gift on the 1st day of school...a neiner tradition in the keeping. So Jack played with his first set of Playmobil contentedly in his highchair for an hour and a half!!! I'm thinking this was an exception. Though one time when Drew was counting something out loud, Jack piped in: "TWOO, FREE, FOHR, FIGH" He can almost count to 10 on his own}
{he also had some quiet play time in his pack n play during school time. Mommy is still trying to figure it all out}
{the teacher. wow. a lot goes into that word. this is something I was not educated for, nor really have any experience in. honestly, it was always that *thing* I never thought I would have to do. But thankfully the Lord has been preparing my heart for some years now and has brought many amazing homeschooling moms across my path and expert-teachers Steph & sis.-in-law Amber who always amuse me with my never ending questions and are always full of great ideas, lots of encouragement and loads of direction. And, of course, THE LORD: Who loadeth me with benefits and grace for this high calling. And I'm thankful it's only one day, one week, one kid at a time right now. I'm easing in. And after the first day, I thought, "Wow, that was great. That was just great!"
{My little desk. Every teacher needs her own space}