These two are in cahoots together more often than not. It usually involves a mess and laughter, which often ends in some form of discipline.
Once in a while they slow down long enough and end up something like this…
Yes, they are asleep. I hope things like this never cease with these two.
So many posts I could be writing but I keep coming back to my little people. I imagine I am feeling a little nostalgic since I just finished my first blog book and I relived quite a few memories, and as a mother I think of my children often, but I just really feel like I need to put my feelings about my children on paper tonight.
When I am away from one or all of my kids I miss them. When one of them walks by me without some form of affection, I ask for it. The grouchiness of a child screams to me I just need some extra love! I don’t like being the parent who’s the last to leave the child’s room for the night because I just want to stay and snuggle, or read, or talk with them.
I know this isn’t my reality all of the time. But it has been this week. Anger over a box of Tide being thrown about fizzled quickly, Nesquick mistaken for sand on my kitchen floor was swept up with only a warning, a power struggle resulted in a nice, needed talk, soaking wet feet/socks/sneakers after stepping into the wishing fountain, ok well I was a little peeved at that one… anyhow, I guess I’m saying I love my little people and all of their little emotions and curiosities. I simply can’t live without them.
I am so grateful my mom urged me (constantly) to keep a journal. There are so many amazing and some scarily embarrassing stories and thoughts in them I have forgotten.
I started Jayce on his tonight and just to give him a little push I got some of mine out from when I was his age. Then I spent an hour reading through it. Ü
Then I flipped through a few more and found the months when I first met Jason, 10 years ago. So many feelings written that are amazing to relive.
No judging my scribbled words k?
Falling head over heels
walking on a cloud
fluttering in my stomach
hanging by a moment
staring in disbelief
living in complete happiness
words can’t begin to compensate or explain the love that has begun to develop within me. It is a love far greater than I ever hoped-
his smile- I melt
his laughter- my smile
his touch-my chills
his kiss- my yearning
his thoughts- my wonder
his love- precious.
Jason and I celebrated 9 years of marriage this month and I still feel these emotions when I am with him. They have deepened and grown.
is currently sweeping and mopping my whole house. He has learned early on that rippling muscles and rock hard abs are not the key to this woman’s heart, but a clean house and piney fresh smell, will get you a whole lot farther.
Sigh. I love this man.
I have done some stupid things in my life. And I thought riding a motorcycle on the freeway without a helmet in a tank top was among some of the dumber things done in life, but when we pulled up next to her and I saw a DOG in her lap I had to get a picture. We had to follow her off the freeway to get a good pic. Does she think that little strap tied to her waist is going to help?
I love today.
I love to set my alarm for 6 am just in case I want to wake earlier than my kids and then hit the snooze button 10 times. I love snuggling back under the covers knowing nothing urgent is beckoning me to get out of bed. I love thinking I have the whole day to get my war zone back under control, yet knowing I won’t make much of a dent in it since today is my day to relax, and I will probably take advantage of it. I love thinking of the select few tivo-ed shows I will get to watch off and on throughout the day. I love looking at my calendar for the day and seeing a blank space.
I am so grateful for my life. I love my kids and the busyness, craziness, and messiness they travel with. I love my job and the wonderful people I get to converse with on a daily basis. I love that my husband has a great job, and that he has the privilege to go to school and gain knowledge. I love that I have the gospel in my life and feel so blessed to be a part of it.
It is these things that also make me LOVE a day like today!
It wasn’t too long ago that I realized none of my kids knew what I was singing when I burst into song by Fraulein Maria. Today we sat through The Sound of Music together. I was singing at the top of my lungs, lost in so many moments. My kids didn't seem to care. They were thrilled that they knew the Do Re Mi song from music class. I LOVE musicals. My husband dislikes them just as much. Grrr. I want my kids to crave music. To feel its power. They all loved it! Next stop… My Fair Lady!
