just a day.

It's these days I love. I breathe in and breathe out. And bottle up these moments so I can have them forever. Then sometimes open up the lid just ever so slightly so I can smell all the sweetness from it.  

Not just the days we go on a special trip like to the museum [although those days are fun and cherished!], but the simple days.

Like the days we visit daddy at work usually with a lunch or just a surprise drop-in to say hello, exchange kisses and go on our way. It brightens all of our days.

Then we head to the park. And more moments are made on just a day.

I'm convinced it was a secret park. Hidden in a bubble that no one else could come into. It was just me and Audrey at this small park on a sunny 60 degree day.

Just a {simply} lovely day.

And she grew up right before my eyes.

The Park and My Wondering Mind.

I went to the park for the past two days. It has been lovely. I find myself sitting on the bench looking around at all the other moms (and dads) and children there and just wonder. I wonder what their job is. If they have a job. Where they live. Then I think about Audrey at that age and what she will be doing. Will Audrey enjoy climbing the giant lizard when she is two? Will she come running to me to show me something on the ground when she is 5? How many kids will I have when Audrey is 8? Then I go back to the moment I am in right then. Me sitting on the bench holding my precious 5 month old daughter. Who is looking around and taking everything in. Oh, and I also think about how put together every mom looks there at the park and wonder if I look even remotely close to that. I mean seriously, there are moms there chasing a one or two year old and fully pregnant and look as if they do not have a care in the world. It is pretty impressive.