good things.

Welp. I'm not tired. And I feel like I have things on my mind. I just really don't know what they are. This often happens to me. I feel like I'm thinking so hard, but I really have no idea what it is about which I am thinking.

Today was a good day. I made (helped make) pizza. Mostly I watched, which is a really good thing because it is for that reason that they turned out delicious. I only pretend to be a cook. But that was enjoyable. And also I made music. Which I'm pretty poor at, but it was likewise engaging.

This has been just a happy break overall. I truly have done pretty much everything I could want to do, save for ice skating...but I'm sure I could fit that in this last week. It's simply been good. I've cooked a little. Cleaned for a whole day. Had adventures and participated in activities. Seen the people I love. And really I've realized every day anew how immensely blessed I am. It's wild. I have new reasons all the time. Life is good. But also moms are good. And so are movies.

And lincoln logs.

And cow hats.

And brothers.

And soup.

And singing.

And friends.

And ping pong.

And driving.

And crafts.

And running.

And cheese.

And books.

And love.

And God.

God is so good.