what I wore // a slow and good togetherness

Slow. Sunny. Cool. and Sweet.

Sunday has been nice.

Since the boys caught a virus the other day and one of them is a little on the coughy side, we decided to keep the little guys home from Mass. My oldest has been coughtastic, depending on the hour, and I really didn't want him having a coughing germ-fest next to the dear old woman or next to the family of littles while at Mass.

Which brings us to the hubs and I. We were able to go to Mass one at a time. As much as I would have loved for us to go together, going individually was nice too.

Some nice stillness. Some good presence. and More chances to quiet the soul in ways I know I am capable of, all the while trying to grasp a little bit of grace to embrace today's scripture and all the words that were being tossed out in hopes to land somewhere in my heart.

Today has been good.

The boys are definitely on the mend and sounding much better tonight than they were this morn.

Lots of rest. Lots of gentleness. and Lots of togetherness.

Now, onto what we wore!

We'll start with the boys. They sported their PJs and toys, books and blankets, all day.

And then there's me and my little photobomber/baby bump head-butter.

The boy just can't help himself. There are oodles of these photos of him running around me with his slew of dinosaurs.

These last two have my more pleasant face. I'll spare you my wide-eyed/come-on-bud face.

These shoes have been with me since my oldest. COMFORT! They are crocs and I heart them. Even if I have a day of swollen feet, they are still just as comfy. It's kind of magical.

I've had these skinny maternity jeans since Bigfoot too. The sweater/cardi has been with me since grad school and the floral tunic is a Marshall's find.

There you have it friends! A quick glance at our Sunday wear and out little sillies who are on the mend.

WIWS

Favorite readings from today //

In those days, Elijah the prophet went to Zarephath.
As he arrived at the entrance of the city,
a widow was gathering sticks there; he called out to her,
"Please bring me a small cupful of water to drink."
She left to get it, and he called out after her,
"Please bring along a bit of bread."
She answered, "As the LORD, your God, lives,
I have nothing baked; there is only a handful of flour in my jar
and a little oil in my jug.
Just now I was collecting a couple of sticks,
to go in and prepare something for myself and my son;
when we have eaten it, we shall die."
Elijah said to her, "Do not be afraid.
Go and do as you propose.
But first make me a little cake and bring it to me.
Then you can prepare something for yourself and your son.
For the LORD, the God of Israel, says,
'The jar of flour shall not go empty,
nor the jug of oil run dry,
until the day when the LORD sends rain upon the earth.'"
She left and did as Elijah had said.
She was able to eat for a year, and he and her son as well;
the jar of flour did not go empty,
nor the jug of oil run dry,
as the LORD had foretold through Elijah.

-1 Kings 17: 10-16