Remembering

I love this little girls penchant for sand...  she wallows.  She has no reservations.  She rolls, and eats.  A Lot.  Her joy in sand gives me joy.  (And I've gotten pretty efficient and cleaning her off as we leave the beach...)

Lots of people do not like sand.  Some people avoid sand.  Alana LOVES sand.  She accepts it as a gift even though she has to take a bath.  Every Time.  In fact the bath is a gift as well!  I just know that I act like so much of my life is like sand...  sticky, gets everywhere, is hard to brush off...  a curse.  Something else to do.  Oh, it's not.  It's something to wallow in and give thanks.  Oh, I get it.  Thanks little girl...  for teaching your mama something.

Oh, an Big Sister doesn't mind it too much either...