These Boots Were Made For Walking...

And jumping and climbing and riding and lounging and just plain looking cool.
For the past year of Owen's life a certain fondness for these galoshes developed. He insisted on wearing them everywhere, refusing the lesser options in his closet. No matter the weather, no matter the activity, he slipped on those duds and wore them with pride.

But this week we decided it was high time to retire the beloved boots. Now don't get me wrong, I liked them too. Afterall, I bought them in the first place. And they offered an easy solution for getting shoes on and off in a pinch. But I absolutely had to call it quits when the stink took over. Picture sockless feet...in the heat...almost year round. And the poor plastic outers were cracked and scratched and looking pretty tired.

The replacements arrived recently in the mail and so far they are not a favorite. But I think Owen will accept them in time. Plus, they came with patented antimicrobial technology. No stink? I love them already.

Abundance

I felt it over the holidays when I spent a month of Sundays with family and friends. Feeling festive.


I felt it when I bundled up and let loose in the beautiful white Seattle snow with my husband and son. Feeling nostalgic.


I felt it when I returned home to find 74 degree sunshine and these yellow gems on my beloved fruit tree. Feeling renewed.


I feel it when I look at my expanding figure and think of the new life inside of me. Feeling expectant.


I feel it as the new year brings hope and desire, opportunities and possibilities. Feeling it.