Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, but the realization of how much you already have. -unknown

Poor guy doesn't even know he's got a pink paci.

And, he sucks his thumb which is the cutest thing.

I love him.

Yesterday while driving in the car, I was overcome with happiness.

I turned off the music and told my kids,

"Do you know that I am so happy to be your mother?

There is nothing else in this whole wide world I would rather be doing right now."

In the rear view mirror I saw Lily crack a sweet smile and

from the back I heard Zach say,

"Yeah mom, we know."

Speaking of utter contentment...

I love when David and I sit in the same room with our internetting delights.

From my computer there were friendly blogs mingled with music,

and a few favorite shopping spots.

I glanced over to his screen when I heard strange sounds.

You Tube had him entranced. He spent 42 minutes watching a big machine

dig out a lake on someones private property. The producer of the video (a farmer)

had set up a tripod and recorded (no edits mind you) the endless hours of his labor.

I think there were 6 parts.

When I teased him about it, he said, "well, you just spent 20 minutes looking

at pillows...talk about mind-numbing."

Secretly, I love that he watches those obscure videos that have only been viewed by

three other people (the farmer, his wife and maybe his curious neighbor).

Because I just know that our differences are what enrich each other's lives.

Someday my pillow search will beautify our space, and knowing my husband,

there will come a day when understanding how to dig a lake will come in handy.