These are the days.

My sister and I woke up to the same song every morning for years: “These are the Days.” It was a great way to start the morning, and always a reminder to make the most of the day, because one day we’d look back on those middle and high school days and they would be amazing memories.
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Fast forward to today. I’m 35, and while I no longer wake up to that song every morning, I’m realizing, yet again, that THESE are the days.
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So, I’m writing down the little things. I’m taking the pictures. I’m soaking it in and enjoying the moments, because these ARE the days.
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This morning was the best kind of lazy Saturday. We stayed in pajamas until late morning. I didn’t even make it to my coffee until we’d all be up 2 hours. We played baseball in the house. I chased the kids in circles in the kitchen while Dustin and my wedding song played on repeat (because I’m cool like that). We had plans to go a bunch of places, and never left the house.
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Dustin got up early and ran 20 miles because he’s training for the Austin marathon. I write that detail too because I’m SO proud and impressed with him. And, seeing Grace hug him when he walked back in the door was really basically everything. It made my heart burst.
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Not all of our days are beautiful. Some are messy, and hard, and exhausting. But THIS Saturday, this was one for the books. I’m writing it all down and sharing it here because “these are the days that we’ll remember.” ✨