From the archives: Warm Fuzzies

I found one of these in my coat pocket recently & decided to re-share the original post. Enjoy!

Our house has been filled with warm fuzzies all week. You might recognize them as pompoms. I recognize them as coming from the craft bin that used to be too high for my kiddo to reach.

They’re in corners. Under bedside tables. Sprinkled in among the shoes. And I had a big pile – accompanied by this explanatory note – on my dresser.

“I hope you have a good time with yore worm fusese.”

The pile on my dresser has grown as I collect others from among the dust bunnies while vacuuming. I’ll re-purpose them again – sometime soon. But for now, they’re a colorful, warm fuzzy reminder of my son’s overflowing love.