things to be happy about, pt. 2

cherries. {I heart summer}

switching it up with a side bun

that kiddie pool. lifesaver.

and gorgeous skies.

I thought I'd make this little list, because quite honestly, it's been a bummer of a week. And I needed to focus on what's actually making me happy this week instead of focusing on the bad. But just so you know, Steve accidentally wrecked our car last Monday and we found out today that it is totaled :( Our cute little Honda Civic is dead! So, we have to get a new one and cars are not cheap!! 

But, while I am focusing on the good, and not the bad, I thought I'd share this little story:

Monday evening, Cole and I were wrestling on the bed playing around waiting for Steve to get home. Lately, Cole loves to get on our bed or on the couch, sit up against the pillows and have a conversation with us, which he always starts with "ummm..." and then he babbles away telling us all of his important baby thoughts :) He also loves to pray now and it's just about the cutest thing ever to us. As we were playing around on the bed, he calmed down for a minute and folded his arms because he wanted to pray! I'm always up for saying prayers with him because it's the cutest thing ever, so we (I) said a little prayer that daddy would get home safely. Little did we know that Steve had gotten into an accident. Later on, after Steve was already 30 minutes late, he called me saying he gotten in a wreck. At first my heart sank. Luckily Steve was fine and no one got hurt at all (just our car) but I pray every morning that Steve will drive safely to and from school. The Dallas freeways are CRAZY and they scare me!! I didn't understand why this had happened when it was something I prayed for so diligently every morning. And even Cole and I had just barely said a prayer for him together. Why weren't our prayers answered?? And then it hit me: our prayers were answered. I never prayed that our car would live an endless life. I only prayed for Steve's safety. And he was kept safe. Not a scratch. And we're lucky enough to have such kind friends (Bekah and Jordan!!) who were willing to help us out, pick Steve up from the auto shop and bring him home. So really, for as bad as a car wreck could have been, we've actually been really blessed. And I am so grateful for that. I'm so grateful that our prayers were answered!

By the way, Happy Father's Day to my love, Steve. I'm so lucky to have him as the father of my child.

And Happy Father's Day to my own dad. I love you so much!