My LORD they are growing. I pick moments to focus in on them and see them talking, interacting, fighting, playing, defending one another, cuddling on the same chair watching TV and it all warms my heart. 9 and 3. Amazing to me. This moment will be gone in a flash. I'm trying very hard to memorize it all to emblazon it in my mind. Thank goodness for this blog, it will help me do that.
The Littlest talks in full complete sentences, tells me his thoughts, why he likes something, why he doesn't, he notices when we have been driving in silence (when I'm lost in thought driving along) and tells me when we arrive at the next place, "mamma you were very quiet and I was very quiet" Yes, yes we were. For a three year old, a little bit observant. The Oldest is practicing on his guitar little at a time. Tennis lessons soon to start again as he flies through book after book (with a little encouragement from me). He's been talking about girls lately. Oh boy.
When we walk he likes to ride his bike ahead and my only rule is you have to be able to see me even if I look really small (far away) and this frustrates him. Sorry but you aren't going on without me yet. Not yet.
Go ahead little ones, grow grow grow. Just never forget how much we love you. Will always be here for you. Wait.....I'm pretty sure you know that. Hope so.
Mamma
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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