A sweet reminder.

I was on a mission all this month to go out in my yard and get my toes in the mud. I wanted to

clean around the bushes, and get this place spruced up again, so 

the first chance I got, I went out with the baby and my

pruning shears.

I was in a hurry because I had her in the stroller

and

thought what if a she gets fussy and I can't finish? 

Then I was reminded

And , so I did.

I slowed down and took my time. When she got fussy, I took a  break.When she got hungry, I stopped and fed her. When she got sleepy, I went inside and laid her down. It took me a little longer

than it would have , but really does it matter? 

She is my constant reminder of how not sweat the small stuff

and 

enjoy life at a slower pace.

And we are.