I am grateful for helpful kids getting bigger. We had bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches for dinner tonight (in and of itself, something to be grateful for). Coop expertly sliced all the tomatoes, with a big, sharp, serrated knife. I am grateful for the help, and I am grateful for the constant source of opportunity to marvel at the things kids can do that they couldn’t do yesterday ALL THE CUSSING TIME.
I am grateful that after a crazy, off the rails morning that I mostly was not grateful for (confused, rapidly deteriorating logistics, kids pissing in pants at especially infuriating moments), it didn’t start to rain until the very last moment before I parked my bike when I got to work. If it started earlier. I may have lost it; or at least howled while shaking my fists at an imaginary camera on a crane, pointing straight down at me from the sky.
I am grateful for gravlax. So dang easy to make. So dang delicious.