The only place you'll find us this summer is poolside! This adorable Minnidip pool is holding us over until our neighborhood pool opens - fingers crossed - very soon.
After swimming at my sister's house she asked Addy if she wanted a hug, and it was the sweetest hug ever. It was the kind of hug that lasted so long, Addy had to get on her knees to continue the embrace. It's exactly what I envisioned when COVID lockdown was over. A don't ever let me go again hug.
We are still easing our way back into normal life again, and practicing social distancing for the most part. We are only seeing family that we see on a regular. I'm back to having my groceries delivered because Target with masks on didn't go so well. Magnolia touched her face 100 times & I kept re-adjusting mine as it felt like it was falling. We are holding off on eating out & I'm really looking forward to eating inside a restaurant someday soon. Chick-fil-a drive thru & then eating in the Dick's parking lot across the street will forever be a 2020 COVID memory of ours.
Simple things like a picnic blanket & a puppy in the back of Ryan's truck as he detailed it on a Saturday afternoon are the kind of summer memories we are making this year. Nothing crazy exciting, but learning the art of cherishing the simple is quite amazing.
Chunkey Monkey Capri is the sweetest little thing!
Magnolia & her grandma making lemon muffins on a whim one afternoon after lunch.
What a surprise it was to find this peony bush in our garden! Several times this past week I woke up early before Magnolia, ran out barefoot on the dewy grass to clip the fluffiest pink peonies to bring inside. I hope she has memories of summer mornings that smell of fresh coffee, pink peonies and puppy dog kisses!
Evening cuddle sessions are the best thing for my soul.
Life feels hard right now. I cannot get on social media without bawling my eyes out. I feel raw & broken for our world. I'm doing my part of listening, learning, & praying. And I'm on a mission to make sure Magnolia understands the beauty of diversity & that anti-racism is weaved within her soul. Not only do I want to raise a daughter that understands the history of black culture, I want a daughter that has the confidence to stand up for what is right. She has seen me crying this week & we've had little conversations that I know will grow into big conversations someday.
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