December 9

I did a little bit of decorating in the dining room yesterday while Brady was at a friend's house and Adam and Isaac were at the bookstore.

I didn't really pause to look at my work until this evening, after Isaac had settled in behind my snowy scene to do homework.

When I finally took a gander, I was pleased with what I saw. It doesn't get cold enough to snow here, but I remember how beautiful the white stuff can be when it's freshly fallen and glimmering under the soft glow of street lights.

And this little Lego scene arranged on a bed of glittering white "snow" (also known as a sparkle-threaded pair of table runners I picked up from Hobby Lobby on super sale after Christmas last year) helps me to recall and connect with those old, nostalgic feelings. So for the gift of small things that point to joyful times from my yesterdays, I am grateful.