Bits: Choose Your Own Adventure

Anyone else remember those novels?  The ones where you would get to a chapter's end and there before you would lie possibilities.  To continue your story in one direction, turn to page such-and-such; to go in the opposite direction, simply turn to another page entirely.  I remember really digging those books.  I often like me some control.

In the story of life, I've learned we are  not always the final word on our destinies.  Oh sure, we can do plenty to impact which path we'll take or which path we find ourselves on... but there are some twists of the plot that seem to just come and hit us up right there in the middle of chapter four or five without much forewarning at all.  Where we go from that point, how much courage we will have after life hands us a cliff hanger-- well now, there's some choice in all of that to be sure.  Sometimes big choices, like pray my heart out choices-- things that will make monumental differences-- are to be made.

And sometimes... sometimes it's the little adventures of the every day that require courage too.  To choose to get up and smile and dust off your bag of tricks, to see the monumental in refilling the sandbox and pulling out the plastic pool and concocting messes with no mind to how long it might take to clean them up. 

Choose your own adventure?  Yes, I think this past week we sure did.

Starting with breakfast, the adventurer's most important meal of the day. :)

:: Painting paper with flowers, ultimately painting ourselves with flowers.

Mama's Creations: Wildflower Garden, Fairy House.

 :: Tin foil rivers.

Intense recycled yogurt boat watching faces, anyone?

:: That sandbox. A popular spot this past week.

:: Colored rice. Crazy messy play-doh making.

:: Splashing, chubby delicious thighs, giggling, sunflares.

Totally worth dragging out that old plastic thing. 

::The return of Family Night, so good to have it back. 
 
 
Glow stick hide-n-seek, in the backyard and in all manner of little girl gown. 

 Praying God helps me write my story well, each choice along the way.
~Katrina

ps... I love you, my sweeties.