On my birthday the other week, I decided to spend the day keeping my camera close at hand so I’d remember what my 40th birthday consisted of.

It wasn’t an ‘out of the ordinary’ day. Dear hubby was away at work still, but soon coming home, in just two days, after 6 weeks away.

Both Alesia and Joshua had to work that day, so that meant lots of running around etc.. Really, a typical, normal, average day here on our little homestead.

But every day really is special, and I wanted to capture that.

When I looked on our deck that morning, this is what I found.

Footprints in the snow.

Not just any footprints however, BARE foot prints. Typical around here. It makes me smile and I’m reminded of why I love my kids so.

Time to fill up the bird feeder.

Also time to throw some wood on the fire.

Oh look, by golly, we do own shoes…

there they are by the fire, minus the bare feet that walked through the snow on our deck.

We own lots of shoes.

And mud. We also own lots and LOTS and LOTS of mud.

Shaylah brought her little wagon into the house.

To this day, I still don’t understand why it was sitting in my kitchen.

Bare feet are walked in snow, and wagons are brought in from the cold.

And coats are worn, in the house, while lounging in chairs, reading.

And dogs lounge on couches beside not-so-little-anymore girls.

Just another ordinary day around the home.

Where the barn cat resides on my upper balcony,

and 2 pound puppy dogs are dressed up in doll clothing.

Birthday cards created, and given.

Toys played with all over the floor.

Mother’s birthday thought of, and flowers purchased while at work by my eldest daughter.

Photos taken to last forever.

And yet another specially ordinary day is over.