I'm grateful for in-season cherries.

 Happy, cherry-faced Ben.

The cherry-chomper.

I'm grateful when some of the toys don't get picked up at Zeke's preschool.

(Ben, walking on stilts.)

I'm grateful for fun days with Dad.

I'm grateful for puppies and sticks, and this cute girl.

I'm grateful for impromptu street corner jump rope.

I'm grateful for helpful big brothers.

I'm grateful for high walls for sitting.

I'm grateful for big brothers to teach us how to use sticks.

I'm grateful for homemade berry donuts.

I'm grateful that he understood something from the book.

(Note:  The Hobbit is a childrens' book, but I do not recommend it as a read-aloud for children under age 7.)

I'm grateful that they make their beds before breakfast.

I'm grateful that the stroller has two purposes.

I'm grateful for hand-me-downs.

I'm grateful for trampolines with nets.

I'm grateful for silly hats.

I'm grateful for SuperBen.

I'm grateful for these children, who never get tired.

I'm grateful for their imaginations.

Spiderman to Superman:  Quick!  Ben!  The bad guys are stealing our gold balloons!

Superman to Spiderman:  Let's blast them with our blasting guns!

I'm grateful for Friday Morning Oatmeal Breakfast (no fighting over who gets to look at the cereal boxes!)

I'm grateful for friends.

I'm grateful for this dune-buggy toy.
Ben likes to pull it back and watch it race.