"Andy"

The other day the kids were finishing up playing before bed. K had headed up to brush her teeth and put on pjs.  Dad was listing things C needed to do to finish up and get upstairs.  And then he headed upstairs, saying "And he needs to brush his teeth."  C gathered up his blanket and dutifully started up the stairs asking, "Who's Andy?"  

We laughed and laughed!  C wasn't sure why so we explained - it was adorable.

R responded to something C said with, "You're a good person." (in a slightly slow, announcing it sort of way)  and C answered from the bathroom.... "Thank you old man."

Oh dear. :)  K and I thought it was funny... poor R, not so much. ash...

Gratitude

Getting ready for our vacation I bought donut holes and packed them in a food bag to bring and enjoy on our porch with coffee (or milk, depending on who's enjoying) and Christopher spotted them and said...or rather exclaimed, "Mommy, thank you!" I asked for what and her replied, "for getting us Donkey Donuts for vacation!!" Sometimes it's the little things... Gotta love it! 

Blessed moments to remember

Why is it that I often find myself mourning the past that is yet to come? I am melancholic of the future. It makes some sense as I watch my 2 beautiful children grow older, bigger, and more engaging each day. 

My little prince arrives at my bedside each morning with his three prized blankets in his arms. He's been calling them his "kids" recently.  Still sleepy, I invite him in between us to snuggle until its "wake up time."

He's taken to reading and deciphering the time these days, so I recently suggested he try to sleep or stay in bed until the clock has a 7 in the first spot. He has forever been our very own rooster, up before the break of any thought of a dawn... I told him maybe he needed a real clock in his room so he could keep track. But I realize this would also take away one of those exhausting but special moments in his childhood that I know isn't everlasting so I may just hold off on the clock. 

This morning all 4 of us ended up in our tiny queen-sized bed. What a lovely moment that was...squished but in just the right way. Little prince said he and dad would lie "sidewards" - little princess (who's not so little these days coming up to my chin basically!) snuggled up on my right on the edge of the bed nestled with my arm around her. And what a delight that was. 

As I fall asleep tonight, I am grateful for that moment and can only pray I am lucky and blessed enough to experience it again someday soon!