Deja Vu

You know that familiar feeling? The one where you are sure that you've been in that exact same spot with the same people before...even saying the same things and doing the same things...right down to the lighting and the background noise. That's called wicked deja vu and for some reason I've had it so often lately. I heard once that you have deja vu when you are in exactly the place that you are meant to be. I'm not usually one to buy into superstitious notions but that one stuck with me. If it is true then I guess I am exactly where I am supposed to be right now.

Hanging butterflies in very pink bedrooms...

Watching my kids scamper to the front window just in time to marvel at the recycle truck...

Pulling pint-sized intrepid adventurers through the snow in order to keep a playdate...

Enjoying front row seats to late night puppet theater...

Loving these little characters...

And the big guy, too...

Superstitious or not, I realize that I truly am right where I need to be right now. (Sure, I would rather be in Hawaii sipping a mai tai.) Things are not perfect but even when things are rough there are still so many reasons to smile.