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November 29, 2013 · 9:49 am

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thanksgiving. #28.

Sundown.

I’m thankful Baby Girl’s Auntie C Bear is home. I am thankful that they spent from just after sun-up until just before Sundown together. And I’m thankful Baby Girl’s favorite Aunt is my favorite too.

“And if you ask me how I like my world / I like it sunny side up.” {Unknown}

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The picture is terrible, I know. I’ve been living & breathing Psalm 91:4, “He will cover you with His feathers under His wings you will find refuge. His faithfulness will be your shield and your rampart.” Because when I’m prepping for Little Women whatever the theme is becomes all consuming. I’ve thought about the verse inside out until it hardly makes sense anymore. Today I was in line at the social security office. & the line is 3 hours long & a man is behind me & is standing so close to me. SO CLOSE. & I shift, & he shifts. I shift again, he shifts even closer. & if you know me but at all, you know PERSONAL SPACE IS A REAL THING. So I want to lose it. Totally lose it. Because I’ve had a WEEK. My catastrophes have had catastrophes. & being at the social security office seemed to add insult to injury on my pathetic week, & I just needed some space. Abel was in his stroller under a feather cover (coincidentally) because he was asleep. And I’m trying to focus on that & think about Psalm 91 so I don’t lose my mind over this man who was far too close. Then the man starts speaking to me in a language that I don’t speak fluently & I don’t understand what he is trying to say. So for the first time I turn to look at him. & then, in perfect English he says, “I’m trying to cover the baby.” I almost hugged him. Because I realized, he’s positioned himself next to me so his shadow is covering the one spot where light could break thru Abel’s cover. You see that terrible picture? That is Abel, in that sweet man’s shadow. That’ll preach. The first part of Psalm 91 is “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.” & darn if there isn’t a lesson in there about standing close enough that you feel His feathers & near enough that you truly are under His wings & safe in the shelter of His shadow. Because catastrophes come and go & we might have absolutely no jurisdiction over where they unleash their fury, but we do get a say over where we position ourselves in the midst of it. & forever & ever amen, I hope I find myself in the shadow of His wings.

Star spangled and spunky.

Sun-kissed and a little salty. My favorite kind of celebration.

I asked the kids this morning their favorite things about you. Cedar Belle says her favorite thing about you is that “you work so hard for us.” Braven’s favorite thing is that “he holds me up.” Abel’s current favorite thing about you might be that you have a healthy respect for the fact that his momma is his favorite (please note his face like “momma! How far are you going to let these people take me?!” 😂) ... but soon that will surely change. I can hardly narrow down my favorite things about you, so I’ll stick to today’s top three: 1) you’ll still love me even though this is a day late and 2) you’ve let me turn you into the kind of Caps fan that wears the Stanley Cup championship hat in his Father’s Day photo shoot (and you let me do an unprompted Father’s day photo shoot). 3) you don’t bat an eye when I explain my far fetched, completely absurd dreams, you just calmly turn them into reality. But I think all of us would agree that our most favorite thing about you is that you’re ours. We sure do think the world of you, @philcovert . And we love you something fierce. Happy (belated) Father’s Day.

Preschool mini sessions. Vivid color palettes. Toddlers with confetti. Hair bows and bow ties. Any occasion to celebrate. The Caps being one win away from the Stanley Cup. Those two. These are a few of my favorite things. ❤️

#becauseitsthecup (and because I’m a little crazy) @clairevonkahle and I took the kids to Kettler for the Caps send off. (“Me saw OV!” “And I saw Holtby and Slapshot!”) Leonsis handed Cedar Belle an #ALLCAPS shirt, Burakovsky gave Braven a towel (“Burky gave me towel!”) and wouldn’t you know it, as we drove away, we pulled up next to Wilson. Naturally, Auntie Bear and I screamed while Braven chanted “Go Willy Go Willy Go Willy Go!” Id like to state for the record that he turned and waved. I hope that in 50 years they remember today fondly, that they still love each other in this precious way, that they can earnestly say they’ve been Caps fans for as long as they can remember, and that Braven still says “Stan-ney UPPPP” in the exact same way. 😂 Go Caps Go Caps Go Caps Go!

He helped me whip up mountains of m&m cookies today and he’s the sweetest little sous chef I’ve ever seen.

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