Harvesting veggies from the garden and cooking with them.
Watching my kids visit our chickens.
Finishing a project.
A clean (mostlyish) house.
Seeing the world of print gradually open up to each child.
Everyone in the house dropping everything for a nature sighting and photo op (chipmunk on the porch, a flock of red-winged blackbirds, a turtle befriending our Boxer).
Hubby coming home early.
Lots of little things I wish I had a photographic memory for.
Such beautiful fleeting years.