The four of us hopped in the car and drove down south this afternoon. The kids slept on our drive, giving Q and I the rare chance to listen to non-Raffi music and talk to each other in uninterrupted  sentences. The sun was warm on our skin as we discovered an amazing food truck, cute little boutiques and an ice cream shop that had a table just the right size as our Goose. It was four hours or so, just the four of us toodling around together with no real agenda. It was a break from the week day grind that keeps us on the move. It was perfect.

Today I am thankful for a chance to explore a new neighborhood with my sweet little family. I am thankful for the chance to slow down, try a new flavor of ice cream and celebrate the people I love most. How precious is the memory of surprise sprinkles?!