Lovingly Grateful for Fridays

Thank God its Friday.
Really. I mean it. I am thanking Him.
Grateful that the week has raced by.
Grateful that today is my favourite day of the week.
I love the anticipation of the weekend. The slower pace. The time together.
On Friday its all still to come.

I feel most blessed to be sitting here cosy in my dressing gown
on this miserable rainy Friday morning.

Daddy has taken the morning off, taken the kids off to school, taken Scrag off to the gym creche and then for coffee. They get to play, get fit and bond while I get... peace and quiet. *sigh*

So you bet I am grateful. And loving Friday.

I'm also grateful that this lad finally put his raincoat on.
That he has made leaps and bounds from a few months ago when we were struggling with him.
That he is happier, more contented, laughing more.
Well I mean - you saw him on my vlog, didn't you?
You didn't? OK here it is again.
But be warned - my kids are nuts.

{PS I actually loved doing my very first vlog. Gail has started a vlog linky here...}

Loving watching Dash do lots of this every Saturday...
He's amazing. Really. I'm not just saying that.
He is one very talented footballer.
And its his passion. We don't push him at all. Plus its something he can enjoy doing with his dad.
So thrilling to watch him racing down the pitch dodging players, chipping the ball, shooting, scoring.
He's wonderful to watch.

As are these two. The sideline supporters. Mostly uncomplaining about spending every Saturday morning cheering for their big brother. And I am grateful for the friendship they have with each other. Its a special thing. A motherly big sister, a scraggy little brother. Best buddies. *sigh*

Counting my blessings and they are mounting up...

Loving this girl.
And reminding myself that being the middle child is hard, even if you are the only Princess.

Putting up my heart-shield when she gets prickly with me; realising she just needs to know she's special.
Trying not to get too cross that she didn't like the clothes I bought for her the other day at the Mall. Remembering the bad old days of the Wardrobe Wars and thankful that for the most part this was just a border skirmish. Looking forward to taking her shopping after school to return the clothes I picked *sigh* and help her choose some more to her taste... Daughters aye?? Gotta luv 'em.

Loving our newest cozy spot.
Remember this...?

The previously upcycled garden seat has been moved to the front porch and cosied up for winter reading in the sun.

A lovely sunny sheltered spot with all day sun.
The perfect place to read, snuggle, drink tea... and check for cooties...!?!?!?!
As I sat here with Scrag on my lap, reading in the gentle winter sunshine, I saw something move in his hair.
The bloodsucking parasites have returned... arrrggghhh!! I'll skip sharing with you the rest of the ordeal but let me just say that nit-combing a screaming three year old is a two-man job. Thankfully the rest of the family seem to have escaped, but from now on we are nit-combing morning and night. Ugh. I hate those little buggers. Definitely NOT loving nits.

Soooo... here I am, cosy inside on this wet winters day, at peace with the universe, enjoying some me-time. My bed is made (a miracle); a load of washing is on (another miracle); I vacuumed yesterday (miracle) so now I can refill my cup of tea and get down to some guilt-free blog reading.

What are you loving/grateful for this week?

Joining in with PaisleyJade and Maxabella