Who doesn't love a pile of fun, colorful buttons? 

I was putting the finishing details on a project yesterday.  The pattern called for buttons, ribbons, little butterflies, that sort of thing.  I didn't have butterflies, but I did have buttons.  (I chose to omit the ribbon.)

After I opened and dumped out all the buttons I recently purchased, I couldn't help myself from scooping them all up and letting them fall out of my hands again, taking pleasure in the sound of the little buttons falling on top one another.  I felt like a little kid again, playing with all the pennies in my piggy bank. 

It's the little things in life that keep me happy. :)