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In Which Brooklyn Feels Good About Herself

Brooklyn brought home a family project from school. Our assignment was to decorate some cardstock feathers, which will be added to the class Turkey for Thanksgiving. So as a family we sat down with our scissors, glitter, glue, and pretty stick-on gemstones.  It was such a simple, sweet, fun moment.

I told Brooklyn she did a great job cutting out the feathers and she replied with a completely innocent, "I know".  We tapped a little too enthusiastically on the purple glitter tube and were rewarded with an out pouring of glitter. Fortunately it all landed on the paper, so clean up was simple.

We admired our work (Brooklyn was ready to jump into the next project, but we assured her we would pull the glitter out next weekend) and put her to bed. It was one of those evenings that was so smooth and enjoyable. One of those reflective times when I am really thankful for where we are in life. Sure there are lots of things that I would love to be different, but they are really just cosmetic.  As they say in VBS, "I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart!!"

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  1. MelodyNovember 7, 2010 at 6:11 PM

    I love moments like those! I can't wait to see the feathers!

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