I sat in my rocking chair--the one I got when I was pregnant with my first child, twenty-three years ago now--and savored the early morning quiet along with my cup of tea. Today I am grateful for:

• the zingy aroma of mint tea that helps me wake up and start getting my day in order
• a day that isn't overflowing with things to do--how rare are days like today!
• the time? Well after midnight. The sound? The front door opening and then my 18-year-old daughter making her way upstairs, past my bedroom and into her own. I call out, "I love you, Cookie." "Love you too, Mom." I'm especially grateful for that.

And now for something for Foto Friday:

I blogged about Christa losing her first tooth over at Mommy Musings.

Ta Da!