the trees are golden
It is officially Autumn. Every morning, the trees that line our neighborhood look just a little bit more yellow than the day prior, and every evening they are golden. Tonight, when I got home from work, the sunset was breathtaking.
Z was as chipper as ever, and there was just enough warmth left in the day to linger outside.
It is in the simple moments of the day that I am the most grateful to be a mama to Zoey. In the way she doesn't hesitate to tuck her chin into my neck when she is tired, in the way her eyes sparkle when she sees her daddy walk through the door, in her quiet cheerful voice as she plays, in her ready laugh when she hears the dog bark next door. Our days together are simple. Our nights together are simple. And it is good. It is the day-in, day-out privilege of living life beside one another that I just love. We get to do all these simple things together and I am so glad.
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