“From the fullness of His grace, we all have received one blessing after another.” -John 1:16
251. the melody of a 5-year-old eloquently reading the Lord’s prayer
252. the resolve of the 8-year-old memorizing Psalm 23
253. her gentle voice singing sweetly while her fingers dance across the piano keys
254. air fresh with the dampness of spring
255. a kitchen spilling over with popcorn, popcorn, and more popcorn
256. the excitement and giggles that gather as it pops
257. how she helps her tie her shoes
258. the excitement of bringing special friends to AWANA
259. the sweet way she takes her little friend’s hand and shows her what to do
260. four silly ones eating gummy bears in the backseats
261. a nice long jaunt around the neighborhood — chasing a pink scooter and a pink bike
262. how they both wait so faithfully at the intersections
263. how — over and over — the little one hops off her bike and runs, grinning wild, back to walk with me, her little hand in mine
264. backyard tulips peaking through the soil
265. dinner cooking outside on the grill
266. spring storms that bring rain instead of snow
267. the pitter-patter of raindrops on the window, lulling me to sleep
268. 70 degrees in the forecast
269. grass that turns green almost overnight
270. earthworms that creep out of muddy soil, trying not to drown in the rain
271. the bookworms that creep out of their bedrooms, eager to share stories
272. the little friend who alarms me that my little one is hurt
273. the patience of a sister who endlessly pulls the injured one here-and-there-and-everywhere in the big red wagon
274. the tiny twisted ankle that heals quickly
275. a quiet afternoon for reading, all wrapped up in a cozy blanket
276. letting them lick off the chocolate icing on the beaters
277. a half-chocolate cake to celebrate one’s half birthday and the other’s spiritual birthday
278. the box-elder bug that very nearly ruined the cake
279. another dinner cooking outside on the grill
280. big old’ sweet iced tea
281. the short path between friends’ houses
282. how her face beams as she gently pushes our little neighbor on the swing
283. 75 minutes fully devoted to prayer
284. a Sunday supper that requires a table for 17
Starlight Writer 
I’m here from Ann’s
And my favorite from your list: 276. letting them lick off the chocolate icing on the beaters the wearing of age (oh what a treat – it just tastes so good that way –and the sides of the bowl – and the spoon – something magical – and they adore you for letting them do it)
Thank you for this. God bless and keep you and all of yours.
I have to confess: I licked the sides of the icing bowl, too! 🙂
Love the wagon and the little one pulling it. Just so sweet. And I like licking the beaters, too. If anything would keep me inside stuck to my mother’s side was the hopes of getting a beater. It was good to be here today. Such a great list!!!