My husband and I spent nearly the entire day together with our six month old son. We ran errands, planted herbs and vegetables in the garden, bought groceries and cooked dinner. These days mean more to me than just about any other.
What is it about the simple pleasures in life that make a day that may seem boring and mundane to some so magical to me? When I was younger I always had such grand plans for how I should spend a Saturday. These days I treasure the simplest of moments.
Tonight in between chopping veggies and cooking chicken we popped our iPhone into external speakers and sang and danced around the kitchen with our little one.
By the end of the evening we’d made three scrumptious chicken pot pies. One which we ate for dinner and two that we packed into the freezer. I also made delicious meatballs for a party we’re attending tomorrow night.
After dinner my husband gave our baby a bath and I sang and rocked him to sleep. These are the days I want to remember forever. The simplest moments that mean the world to me.