After pulling the most serious, dangerous stunt of her life in the Kroger parking lot, you interrogate your four year old as to why she decided to stop in the middle of the main road while crossing the parking lot and start wiggling maniacally. Her response? "I just wanted to dance." I guess when the mood hits you...
You find yourself feebly trying to catch up on your Bible study "homework" amid a seven year old reading Shel Silverstein poems out loud, a four year old interjecting random questions like, "Will you turn Barney on for Sarah?" and "Can I have some Smores Goldfish?", and a toddler who thinks that you laying on your stomach on the floor with your Bible and workbook is an invitation to bounce on your back like a rodeo cowgirl. Somehow, you suspect that is not what Beth Moore had in mind for your quiet meditation..
Speaking of Goldfish, they're a snack not taken lightly in your house. Its fine dining, requiring a "table" and chairs. Luckily, the table is on wheels so they can move it to the location of their choosing. In this photo, their room of choice is right in the middle of the kitchen.
You beam with pride at your four year old when during her first soccer practice ever, she and her big blond ponytail bounced up and down with excitement every time she completed her assigned task.
Speaking of her hair, you feel it would best be described by the adjective phrase "Out of this world" - see photo and decide for yourself.
Your girls' baby doll (you say it this way because you have no idea which one it actually belongs to, and they both claim it on a daily basis) is a constant companion on the playground - often getting to go first down the slide and test out the swings with what can only be described as a look of sheer terror on her little painted-on face.
Your toddler's vocabulary is growing every day, but usually you have to interpret on her behalf for everyone who doesn't spend all day with her. One word she does say perfectly clear, however, is "sausage". That's Mommy's little carnivore.
You remember when it would have terrified you if your son was swinging without holding on. Now, you just snap a picture. And time marches on.
Who needs an alarm clock when you have a toddler standing inches from your face shouting, "Milk!!! CUP!!! PLEASE!!!" wayyyyyy before you were planning to get up?
What's next, you might ask? Well... We're going to Disneyworld!
No. Really. We're going to Disneyworld for spring break. I'll be sure to let you know how it goes when we return! Until then...hope you all are well! And thanks, as always, for reading.
And just a share because I really love this picture -
Okay, signing off, for real this time...