Love & Pretzels

We gave Judah a bag of pretzels to help himself to and within minutes he dumped the entire bag on the living room floor. Wesley squealed in delight and scurried right over to help himself. Judah ran for his truck and started running it over the pretzels. Minutes later he grabbed his race cars and was racing them through the pretzels, making roads lined with pretzels. And snacking as he played.

Normally the extra messes aren't the slightest bit enjoyable. But this poem I shared earlier this week came to mind. Specifically:

Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh.

Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints in a newly cleaned window.

I need to figure out a way to display that poem in a place that I will always be looking at it, I love it and am so glad Richella shared it.