the simple joys

One of my favorite summer memories is being at my Grandma and Grandpa Glenn's house as a little girl with my cousins and having races on the front lawn. We would run around and play games like horseshoe and swing on the swings, and my Grandpa used to give us Cracker Jacks. (Isn't it funny the things you remember?) But there is just something so great about running through the grass with bare feet, isn't there? James has recently discovered this joy, and often says, "I want to go wif bare foot!" or "Let's bos go wif bare foot!" Last night we celebrated my Dad's birthday and had lots of fun running around on the lawn, playing frisbee and rolling down the hill. We even went for a walk around the block (wif bare foot, of course) to do a "sidewalk survey" - where you walk around the block with bare feet and survey which sidewalk blocks are warm, or cold, or smooth, or bumpy - it's the simple joys that matter, right?

Look at him go!

And seriously, what is better than laying on the lawn, looking up at the stars (or the clouds, or the sunset - depending on the weather and time of day)? We used to do this all the time growing up. We'd lay out on a blanket looking at the trees and stars and waiting for my mom to come home from church meetings. I think people should do this more often.

This is one of my very favorite faces that James makes - I love his little raised eyebrows when he is so excited about something!

Happy Birthday, Bapa!