The Miracle of the Moment...

Have you ever had those days that you lived in the moment?

Those days that you were conscious of everything going on around you?

Those days that you felt like you truly were the most blessed woman on the face of the earth and that no matter what happens, you are most fortunate for all of the blessings that God has chosen to give you?

Friday was one of those days for me.

I don't really know why. It just was, and I was thankful for it.

Friday afternoon my husband asked me if we had plans for that night. For some reason I said, "The Miners are playing at home if you want to go." So we went. Just the three of us. Times with just the three of us doesn't happen much with church and family, but Friday night, it was just the three of us.

On the way to the game, this little dude was hilarious. He wanted his hat on and his glasses on. And everytime I made kissie noises at him, he belly laughed. I tried to take in all of his hilarity, promising myself I would never forget how funny he was as a toddler. I was living in the moment. A song came on the radio that made me cry. This moment was perfect. This moment was my life. We got to the game and Jax wanted to sit with his Daddy. This is something that has been happening more lately. When he's sleepy he wants his Mommy and no one else will do, but lately he's wanted his Daddy a lot during the day. It makes my heart smile. He's a good Daddy.
I tried to take a family picture. It didn't turn out so well. But it was our family.
Justin took Jaxon walking at one point during the game. When they turned to walk away, Jax turned and looked at me and said, "Be right back." The couple sitting beside us laughed out loud and asked how old he was. I told them eighteen months and they commented on how smart he was and how big he talked. I smiled. He is smart. And he's my little boy. I was living in the moment and taking in everything.

My boys, enjoying the game.

The Miners vs. The Rascals.

After the game, we walked down onto the field.

Daddy had to check out the turf, and his little man had to do with him.

I love, love, LOVE this picture of my little boy running toward me, drink in tow. He's so big and it's happened to quick.

Then he fell down, and needed help up.

The big kids were running the bases, and Jax thought he needed to join them. Here he is heading for home plate.

Then the fireworks began, and we got settled down on our blanket.

Jax came and sat in my lap. I leaned back against my husband. In the moment, everything was okay. My stomach had butterflies like a teenager in love.

Apparently my son would much rather take pictures with his father than his mother because almost every picture I have with him, he's squirming and crying.

My family. All that really matters.

It's nice to have those days that you're in the moment.

Here's praying for more of them...

Because nothing beats them.