Your Dirty Socks in My Laundry Make Me Smile

***This post was written a week before Faye was born. I forgot about it until today, but is full of thoughts and sentiments I want to remember.***

This month is a gift to us all.

We are given a month to focus on the the things that make us happy as we sit in the eye of the storm we call consumerisim. Three whole weeks to look for the simple things, the simple miracles and rejoice in them.

I was reading a Secret today and it said "every time I see your socks in my laundry it makes me happy." That just made me smile. I have 8 more loads of laundry to sort through for the baby. But you know what, she is going to be warm and well clothed and beautiful, so although I hate folding and putting away laundry (I don't mind the washing part so much) I am very happy to do it right now because I can do this service for her and she will be comfortable which will make us all happy.

Jeffrey called me from work yesterday. He was having a very bad day and didn't have a lot of time to chat, but just called to tell me he loves me. And then my heart melted. I sure adore that guy. He knows all the right ways to keep me madly in love with him.

On Wednesday we took Keith to the Dinosaur Museum where he had a blast. While walking around with Keith, I realized that Jeffrey is the perfect father and husband. I am amazed by his smiles and the miracle they are all directed to me. I won him over every other girl. Me. He was dating someone else when I came along, but he chose me.

Keith wanted to play a lot yesterday. So I said yes (it could have something to do with what Stephanie at Diapers and Divinity said ) and we played all afternoon. Wrestling, drawing, playing with trains, all of it. Finally he came up to me at the end of the night and said "Mommy, big cheeks!" the blew out his cheeks as far as they could go and began making little spit bursts come from his cheeks. I do not know if he was calling me chubby, or referring to his own chubbiness. I decided I could be offended or I could play with him. So we played with those cheeks, seeing whose could be chubbier, and who could do the better spit bursts. I gotta tell you, he is still practicing, and it makes me happy that it is something he enjoyed so much he is anticipating our next competition.


Sue said…
Good post, Amy. And I liked that Diapers and Divinity post, too.


See what a great mom you are? :)
Emmy said…
What a sweet and wonderful post. Sounds like the perfect day
Em said…
i'm just amazed that you have that many clothes for her already!!! so glad she is here!
valentine said…
i agree with Em, 8 more loads! holy smokes!

thanks for the sweet post to remind us to be thankful.
Stephanie Faris said…
How sweet. You've captured how I feel about my boyfriend. Sometimes he calls just to say he loves me and it melts my heart every time! After living alone for three years and feeling lonely, I too often take for granted the "burden" of laundry and cooking and cleaning but this post made me realize what a gift it is to have someone to share a home with. I can only imagine how it feels to do laundry for one's own children.
Trish said…
“Happy SITS Saturday Sharefest”
Lorri Jeanne said…
I don't think I would be happy to do 8 loads of laundry, but it sure would be nice to get a phone call to say I love you!

“Happy SITS Saturday Sharefest”
TurtlePress said…
Congratulations on your new little miracle - sounds like there will be a whole lot of love surrounding her.
Stopping by from, I am reading your blog post in between loads of laundry, what a coincidence! What you wrote is so sweet. Congrats on your new smurf, I'm sure she's just a beauty! And thank you for helping make my seven loads of laundry much more bearable today. :-)

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