Often when I'm getting ready in the morning I have both girls standing on "the yellow chairs of doom" (nicknamed so because the kids can carry them easily and use them to get at things we attempt to put out of their reach- they are in the bathroom because they cause the least amount of trouble there ....so far). I take longer to get ready due to also getting the girls ready with me :) We brush our teeth together , our hair , often put on perfume and make-up (mostly lip balm- which Sarah calls "bwip-stick" and body spray). Once I remember putting on some socks I rarely wear , Sarah noticed them instantly and complemented them calling them "pretty!". Since then I have worn them more frequently (mainly because she likes them). Its hard to explain without sounding selfish - but I find it pleasing to be able to relate to my daughters that way. Its nice - almost exciting to see them enjoy the same things as I do. All three of us end up feeling "special" taking delight in every day things - like a pink top , getting ready in the bathroom, or seeing a picture of a princess or fairy.
I have been taking the kids to the library on Tuesday mornings recently. Sarah and Abby find it rough as they quickly become hungry and tired ( I in turn find it rough moving my 7 month big baby bump around after them), but Nathan thrives on the interaction with the other kids and the leader. He is so excited to see the other kids and is very enthusiastic when doing the hand signs along with the songs. I know he will be ready to leave the nursery this coming fall and I know he would love kindergarten next year. A small part of me feels the sting of "the letting go part of parenting" , knowing that he will be in the care of someone else when he does go to school. But most of me is proud of him ... simply for growing up and being himself. He has become very independent lately. If he has a problem he will often attempt to fix it himself before asking for help. This results in messes and frustration on his and our part. Just this afternoon he was watching TV and noticed that the signal had gone. He calmly walked up to the TV opened the door to the console (which they are not allowed to do) and adjusted the antenna so his program would come back on. I had to stop him of course as he is not allowed to be in that area - but part of me was smiling and shaking my head - I had no idea he was even aware of how to work the antenna. He is also getting very good at dismantling things and tries to put them back together. He often will say things that we didn't think he heard or understood. A highlight of my day is seeing him smiling at me with his bright and eager eyes.
Last night I had a massage and did not come home until after the kids were in bed. I heard them bumping around upstairs and went up to deliver some stuffed toys that my poor exhausted husband was unable to find (he was not feeling well yesterday). As soon as I got upstairs their faces lite up and Sarah said "Mommy! you came back!" Its good to feel loved. Sometimes when thinking of Jesus' return I feel as though I don't want Him to come back yet , I want to enjoy our kids He has given us and to grow old with my husband. I hope that I will be able to greet Him in the same way Sarah greeted me when I came back :)
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| Here is Nathan in the cupboard BEHIND the lazy susan. The lazy susan on the other side of the kitchen was removed because Nathan broke it by sitting on it , also he was throwing baking items behind it (making them nearly impossible for us to easily get) |
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| enjoying a walk on the green way |
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| Two girls that can't sit near each other - someday I will get a good picture of them side-by-side |
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