I love . . .

I love . . .

A warm starbucks coffee. It is serioulsy heaven in a cup.

Flying into WA and catching the first glimpse of Mt. Rainier. It brings me to tears everytime because I know I am almost home.

Pictures because they are a glimpse of all of my old happy memories .

Nursing Phoebe.

Dallas in one last time before I go to bed. He has a sweet boy smell about him and I just drink it in because for once he is actually still.

Talking on the phone.

Singing silly songs anywhere and everywhere with Dallas. Even if we get weird looks if we are out in public.

Taking bubble baths with a good book and a glass of wine.

Camping. I don't think I could survive motherhood without all of the support I get from camp.

My parents house, it still feels like home after all of these years.

Hearing people laugh, especially my grandpa, he has such a great laugh.