Today, I am thankful for the wonderful, colorful, wacky and creative imaginations of my children. Reading their words, looking at their drawings, listening to their made-up songs (whether sung off-key in lovely tune), or watching Pea dance around the garden (with or without a stuffed animal/princess dress/fairy wings) lifts my spirits, and reminds me of the joy of childhood. Pea wrote this story (and I’m just waiting for her to ask when she gets HER own blog. I dread the day, as I have some idea how it might go – likely somewhere along the lines of this. Let’s not go there, ‘kay?) She wrote it all on her own, popping…

I’m not much of an outdoorsy girl. My idea of “getting some fresh air” is reading a book outside in the sunshine with a glass of lemonade. It is because of this that I am very thankful for my very, very, VERY energetic spaniel and the need to wear her out take her for walks, especially on a dreary, cold, mizzly day. (Mizzle = mist + drizzle). If it weren’t for her, I’d miss out on all the beauty that surrounds me, even on a day that is best spent dozing on the sofa under a warm blanket, cup of tea and chocolate digestive on the table next to me.…