Number one, this:
This is the yarn bounty of the creative Auntie Deanna.
Turns out that people who love to crochet have lots and lots of yarn. Like lots. Deanna loved to crochet and she loved us. This meant that she had a long queue of things she was going to make for all of us. So, yeah, there was a ton of leftover yarn. A ton.
What to do?
Well. Mom heard of this sweet woman who, after losing her dear husband, started knitting hats for babies in hospitals. I was so impressed when Tounces found out that she was local so hunted her down. Yes, she did! Mom took it upon herself to contact this woman and this woman replied. Tounces told her about Deanna and all of the yarn that was now in our possession. Then she asked to donate it to this beautiful cause.
And so they met up. Well, actually, Mom met up with her whole knitting crew. And she told them all about Deanna and they all listened. And that dear woman told my mother about her husband and they hugged and cried and reflected right then and there together.
The amount of yarn was a bit overwhelming when the dear woman saw it. But overwhelming in the very, very best way.
I was super proud of Tounces. Super proud that she went through with that and that she put a foot forward to do what Deanna would have totally wanted her to do with that yarn.
Go Tounces. You done good, Mom.
Number two, this:
My brother, Will, had a birthday today. The twenty-fifth anniversary of his twenty-first birthday. Ha ha! Yep. The first of the Draper four was born on this day. Which means Tounces and Poopdeck had a mommy and daddy-versary. Yep. So we all had dinner, those of us in Atlanta, and it was perfect and beautiful.
Family is a beautiful thing. Birthdays are a beautiful thing.
And you know? Life is, too.
Happy Sunday. Again. And happy birthday, Will.
Thanks for being so gracious, y'all.