Looked out back to see this. A little someone or maybe the Easter Beagle has discovered my stash of plastic Easter eggs. But you know I just love looking at it. It is like spring burst forth on our patio.
Thought I would leave them until today, when that little someone could put them back in their basket.
Little ones: Do they leave messes or beautiful creations? Well, that all depends on how much sleep mommy had last night and how good the coffee is this morning and I would say the coffee is excellent.
I have learned a lot in my almost twenty years of parenting. Things like this honestly used to freak me out at times but now I know it is a hiccup in my day. Something to look back and see the beauty in. I am blessed all these years later to have another little one in our home. To relive this season again is often surreal. To see the joy in a little ones eyes at a basket of colorful eggs is a gift and one I don't take lightly. That is if the coffee is good and I am rested.