My Thousand Gifts

I was given Ann Voskamp's book recently and am slowly making my way through it. My usual excuse would be that I'm too tired to stay up late reading or that I just don't have time and there are too many other things to do. But the truth is that the book is difficult for me to read. Her writing style is so different that I have to re-read everything in order for it to sink in. That is not to say that I dislike either the book's contents or Ms. Voskamp's writing style. Her writing is beautiful! But it takes me a little extra time to read it all again for better understanding.

In the meantime, I have begun my list of one thousand gifts. It's barely begun, but I intend to make it all the way to one thousand...someday. It's easier for me to see my gifts when I look through a lens and when I put words to it. That's not always possible, of course. But it's helping me to have a more thankful heart...which is the end, after all.

So here are some of my gifts:

Big one working atop the desk; little one playing underneath...

My foodie...

A tongue pushing out between teeth...

A budding reader...

 Little bitty piggies...

 Caroline's first tea party...

She obviously didn't know how to behave.

The other guests sat up straight and hardly
made a peep.

Our hostess

She soon became distraught over her sister's
lack of manners.

Can you see why?

Goodness! Did she grow up in
a barn?

 And last, but not least...

Much-prayed-for, long baby naps...