...but today, to celebrate the bright, hot sunshine and an incredible day off work, and the fact that summer truly seems to have arrived, I made popsicles :)
I pulled this assortment of happiness out of the drawer. These popsicle sticks have to be at least 15 or 20 years old. literally. They have endured six sets of teeth chomping on them summer after summer. Okay, that sounded weird...but even though the youngest of my siblings is 16 now, we still make popsicles.
The word
carefree comes to mind as I think about the many summer evenings spent slurping at these gems. I remember the way we'd fight over the Mickey Mouse ones...somehow they always tasted better.
Life moves on and becomes more complicated... I'm learning to be intentional about creating these carefree moments... every time, they prove to be worth it.
aww, krm...i just love this. and you.
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