The girls treated me tonight to an impromptu dance show where they twirled like ballerinas:
and they leapt like leapfrogs:
and they posed like little princesses:
or like little cheeseballs:
Watch out! Their next performance may be heading your way!
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Do you know how hard it is to make a bed with two little monkeys “helping”? This is their version of straightening the wrinkles out: and I think this was supposed to be helping me pull on the comforter: Even if they weren’t very efficient in their bed making, they were entertaining! Oh, and speaking of little monkeys, I heard the heartbeat of our third little one today. What a glorious sound! And although the sound of my voice isn’t exactly as exciting, here is my attempt to serenade the girls while they were jumping on the bed:
Addendum: Sorry the second picture in this post wasn’t visible today. Apparently our image host doesn’t like pictures of kids in only their diapers! We added a little “coverage,” thanks to Jim’s fancy-dancy photoshopping skills. 🙂 There’s no doubt in the girls’ minds, that whether Dad is outside blowing leaves off the lawn, or inside watching a movie, whatever he is doing must be the greatest thing on earth! (And I’m sure he wouldn’t disagree! :)) Rainy days like today make me wish I could just curl up on the couch with a cup of hot cocoa and a good book. Apparently, the girls feel the same way. Sans the hot cocoa (they don’t know it exists yet). And although they like a good book almost as much as I do, today they opted for an episode of “Word World.” It may not have been my first choice for my own viewing pleasure, but at least it’s encouraging them learn about words and phonics. Hopefully, that will translate into a lifelong love of reading. Or at least, a love of talking animals that like to spell. The girls are usually good water drinkers (unlike their mother), but I found yet another way to push fluids when necessary: Dixie cups. The girls think that getting a half-inch of water in their own mini paper cup is endlessly exciting. I must have refilled those cups a dozen times each, and every time they tipped it back with giggly enthusiasm. And there’s one more side benefit to this drinking arrangement: It encourages me to mop the floor. The girls attended their first “big-kid” birthday party today, for my friend’s five-year-old daughter Maddison. When were were driving to the party, I asked the girls what they were going to tell Maddison when we got to her house. I was hoping to hear something along the lines of “Happy Birthday” like we had been practicing. Instead, I heard a little voice in the backseat pipe up: “I want cake!” Good to know they have their priorities straight. Between marveling at all the big kids, happily diving into someone else’s toys, decorating their own pizzas, and scarfing down delicious cupcakes, the girls couldn’t have been happier! And I was too, since the girls were so entertained that I could actually have some adult conversations with the other moms at the party. Of course, we used our grown-up time to talk about parenting, but I guess that’s what’s on our brains these days! Yesterday, the girls played doctor; today, it was my turn. And I have to say, I think they’re better at it than me! I accidentally tore part of Susie’s big toenail off when I hit it with the corner of a door this afternoon, and boy oh boy, Susie let me know how much it hurt. I felt terrible that she was in pain, and even worse that it had happened by my hand. I bandaged up her toe and gave her all the TLC I could muster, but she was unwilling to walk for hours. She went from this silly, happy kiddo: to a sullen, morose patient whose only comfort was watching TV with her feet elevated: By the time she went to bed, she didn’t seem to be in too much pain, but she did make sure to tell her Daddy all the gory details, including who was responsible for her injury. Ouch! We started our Halloween festivities yesterday by visiting Jim’s Nana at her memory care facility. The girls took dressing up in their costumes very seriously, and insisted on bringing their baby dolls with them as part of their get-up. Don’t they look like little obstetricians? Susie (in front): “Make way for the professionals.” Becky: “Why are you walking so fast? Remember, the patients wait for us.” Becky (on right): “It’s still me, Nana, under this hat!” Susie: “I love being a doctor that helps Nana feel better!” Susie: “You think we could be cowboy doctors for a few minutes?” Becky (on left): “I’m a little overwhelmed by all the patients there are to see here!”
Tonight, I wasn’t sure whether I was going to take the girls trick-or-treating or not, but once they overheard that the process involved receiving candy, they made it clear that going out was NOT optional. Susie: “OK, I’m here. Where’s the candy?” Becky: “There sure are a lot of big kids around. I think they could use a shot or two of some medicine from my bag – some of them look kinda zombie-like.” Susie (on right): “Pappy, will you make sure I get the best candy?” Becky and Susie: “Happy Halloween, everyone!” I sadly dropped my parents off at the airport today and returned home to a house that felt (for once) far too quiet. I loved having my parents here experiencing our lives, sharing in the everyday moments of our girls that I sometimes take for granted. Tonight, feeling sentimental, I was browsing old pictures and I was struck by how fast time flies. Has it really been over two years since I introduced my parents to their first grandchildren? Wasn’t it yesterday that the girls fell asleep in their arms? Didn’t we just watch them crawling across the floor to their Grammie and Grampa? Didn’t my parents just hold their hands to help them learn to walk? Now the girls come running whenever my parents enter a room. Now the first words out of the girls’ mouths in the morning are: “I wanna go see Grammie and Grampa.” Now they are bringing my mom books to read to them, and helping my father with his woodworking projects. I’m so grateful for every visit, every smile, every hug that my girls have shared with my parents. And, Lord willing, I look forward to many more to come. |
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