A bit of Beauty: a favorite

My mama introduced me to this book years ago. I think it was one she read in classrooms when she was a substitute teacher. It is funny, it rhymes, the illustrations are soooo good, and right now Ransom likes it read on repeat!

A bit of Beauty: budding percussionist

Lately Ransom is trying out his drumsticks on new surfaces and enjoying the sounds he's getting. But when the opportunity presents itself and drumsticks aren't handy, he does't squander his chance to make some noise. I love AJ's face in this picture. :)

A bit of Beauty: dreamcake

Tried a new recipe yesterday via one of my favorite food blogs: mynewroots.blogspot.com. It's called cashew dreamcake, it's vegan, raw, husband approved, and everything in it is healthy for you! I had no qualms giving the little boy a second (small) helping!

A bit of Beauty: teepee

This teepee was my girlhood setting for playing Tiger Lily. I used leaves from my mama's irises to use as feathers and let my imagination go to Neverland, or the New World because Pocahontas was a favorite of mine, too. And now Ransom gets to play with it!

A bit of Beauty: lingering Christmas

We're still under the weather here so I haven't been as quick to take the Christmas decorations down. Soon, they'll make their departure, but in the meantime here's a picture to remember this spot that i enjoyed putting together. The nutcrackers are name Eduardo and Zamir! (Their given names on the box, not my invention.)

A bit of Beauty: under the weather

Ransom and I have been feeling sick this weekend and it's lingering into this week. There's been a lot of liquid drinking and Dick Van Dyke Show watching. This morning after AJ went to work Ransom and I were sitting on the couch, me reading, he playing with his alphabet tablet. Then, he reached over and took my hand and I melted.

A bit of Beauty: musical men o' mine

Captured this moment this morning. How sweet! Most times when we play the piano, the little boy usually joins us on the bench. There was a time when he'd sit next to me on the bench, climb into my lap, crawl off the bench on the other side onto the floor, come back to his original position, and do it all again. Now he's more interested in playing on the piano, adding his own flair to my music. He's my little Gershwin!