Perfect Days

Dear Eli,

If I were to write the script for a series of perfect days, I don't think I'd alter it one bit from the five days we spent camping at Daingerfield with Pop-Pop, Mom-Mom, Uncle Phil, Aunt Kelly, Timothy and Charlie last Wednesday through Sunday. I don't think I've ever seen you happier than you were there. I have so many pictures and so many sweet memories... from the feel of your hand in mine as we took walks around the lake, to the campfire smell of your hair as I kissed you goodnight, to the sound of your laughter echoing off the water as you splashed with your cousins... What a gift God gave us, Eli! What a sweet time of His generous, beautiful blessings- days that are as perfect as days get here on earth.

Perfect days include flying a kite with your Pop-Pop and your cousin/best friend.



They include taking hikes around the lake and pausing to do a little fishing.



Perfect days mean holding bright green caterpillars in your hand,



and walking along fallen logs.



Perfect days end with marshmallows being roasted for s'mores.



And perfect days begin with long rides in paddle boats with beloved grandparents and cousins.



And they definitely include lots of swimming.



There is always time to hug your best friend,



And time to build a fire with your Daddy.



And swimming in the lake at sunset is the best way to finish the long afternoon.



Family is top priority on perfect days.



And cousins and grandparents are loved and adored and treasured.



How thankful we are, Eli! I love seeing gratitude in you. Let's give thanks for all the blessings of every day and for memories like the ones we shared this past weekend.

So much love to you,
Mommy.

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