Cup of Berries

Today was one of those rare refreshing, renewing and restful Sundays.  It seems like lately we've been gone or busy on the weekends.  So this was a much needed break in our summer schedule.  We had nothing planned, but going to church in the morning.  I just love our church, Prairie Lakes, if you haven't heard of it and live in the Cedar Falls/Waterloo area you should check them out!  They stream sermons on-line too if you can't make it to one of their services.

On the way home from church I suggested an early lunch and early nap.  Usually our kiddos won't nap on cue, they like to stick to their daily nap time of 12:30/1.  But since we've been missing nap times the last few days we were all excited to sleep (All meaning me).  I love nap time, have I mentioned that?  When they are both down, I can do whatever I want (nap myself, read, blog, clean).  The first mentioned is my priority.  Rested mommy is a happy mommy.  Maybe that's why I feel so wonderful today :)  Brett has been traveling for work a lot lately and I think it finally caught up to me this weekend.  I had naps both days and he even let me sleep in on Saturday...what a guy!

So after a 2 hour nap time, we decided to take a walk and try fishing for blue gills.  I was sitting there just soaking up time with my family.  Watching Brett teach Taylor how to cast and Blake how to hold the fishing pole for the first time...priceless.  He's the best dad and they love their daddy.  I love this picture to the right, I caught Brett laughing at Blake trying to cast.  He's all boy, he will do whatever he sees his daddy doing.  And he can't be outdone by his sister, who is by now a pro with her Disney princess pole.

We were walking back when Brett noticed my favorite berries near by...black raspberries.  Not to be mistaken for blackberries (totally different fruit).  As we looked around it was clear we hit the black raspberry jack pot.  We were eating fistfuls and then Brett asked if I had anything to put some in.  I quickly emptied out my water bottle and he made his way through the thorns and weeds to pick me some.  Taylor was busying making us wildflower bouquets and Blake was busy throwing sticks.

It's days like today that I don't want to forget.  I'm so blessed to have a husband who will go through thorns to please me and children who find joy in the simplest things.

My cup of berries and it's full.