Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Time flies when you're having. . .

Fun!!!!!!!
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Laundry Explosion

It just occured to me as I was giving Brooke a bath tonight that the actual stages of laundry completion have been avoided for 8 weeks. I will wash the many piles, place them in clean piles, and search through the rather large piles for the day's clothes. College revisited. My room mates in college used to make fun of me for this very thing.

I asked Tony to get me a washcloth for Brooke's cute little bottom. He searched where it should be and it wasn't there. Oops. "Where's a clean washcloth, Holly?" "Ummmm go check down the hall, on the guest bed, next to Brooke's diaper basket. Under the very top pile."
Yes, Tony had to go on a scavenger hunt for the thing! Where's Washcloth?

All of this silliness to say that being a mom of two has been great and very challenging! When Will was a baby, I sat down quietly to nurse and enjoyed Food Network. Now, while Brooke is nursing I make pretend Thomas the Tank voices. Will pretends that he is Thomas and I'm Molly. It goes something like this:

Thomas: Hi Molly
Molly: Hi Thomas, Do you like being Will's toy???
Thomas: Yeah. Will you play with me?
Molly: Yes! Let's go in the gold mine and play!
(Will moves Thomas over to the gold mine and makes Thomas laugh)
(Brooke is getting fussy because she needs to burp.)
Will: Mom, stop nursing Brooke. Will you talk to ME?
Holly: Yes, I will talk to you. However, your sis needs her milk so she can grow.
(Back to the RR set)
Hey Thomas the Tank, let's go Choo choo!
Thomas: I'm going to crash into Cranky the Crank!
Molly: Oh no! Don't crash!
(Will precedes to crash into Cranky)

So on and so on!

Brooke is smiling several times a day. It's a huge event! We all gather around her to watch her sweet little mouth form a grin! Yesterday Will said, "Mom! Brooke is smiling!"
"Yes she is, honey!"
"I can smile too!"

Will is smitten with her. He calls Brooke baby sis. Love it! He is VERY proud and protective of her already. I love watching his unguarded heart. What a lesson in love. He willfully and happily embraces his sister each day. Maybe that is why God tells us to be like little children. Completely trusting. Vulnerable. Silly. Impressionable. Teachable. Approachable. Joyful.

I'm going to sign off with that last thought. . . .nighty night. Gotta dream of folding clothes because it might actually happen then.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Sweet kiddos!



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