Phew. What a few weeks it's been. Unfortunately, I had to leave town for a few days because my dear cousin, Piper, died unexpectedly. It was a heartbreaking and emotional trip. It was really nice to be around my family and my roots but there was definitely a piece missing. It made me, once again, examine my life and all for which I am grateful. Being grateful for every second that I have with my loved ones..... The girls were with their dad during this time and though I am sure had a lovely time, were very happy to be home when I picked them up. What followed was a relaxing weekend, spending time with our neighbors and just enjoying ourselves...in between loads of laundry.
The following Monday must be recorded because it was one of those jewels of a day. One of those days that you need to remember and hold close to remind you that it actually does work, on the days when you feel like everything is wrong. Our morning was relaxed and fun. The walk to school had no tears or complaints. We marveled at the frost and checked to see if the puddles were frozen or not. I got to my bus in plenty of time. I worked and got a lot done and received a lovely card from my co-workers. The girls were happy and fun when I picked them up and we had a great dinner and then stories and then off to bed by 8:15. Just picture perfect.
Then, we hit a bump or two. I came down with a horrible awful wretched cough. I think it was the emotional stress and traveling that did it. At any rate, I was pretty much laid out for 2 days with it. Today, however, I felt MUCH better and just in time for a beautiful spring day. We all slept until 9am and then had a leisurely breakfast. I packed a lunch and we hit the park. Our friends Hank and Ryder and their cool mamas joined us too. Of course, the girls wore their tutus. What else would you wear to the park?
Turns out they don't like fluffernutter sandwiches. What the..???
And a couple of little stories about our girls:
Ruby is very interested in death at the moment. She has many questions about who will be her mom when I die. Also, she told me very gravely, with only a hint of a smile, "Your mom is going to die!" while at dinner and sitting next to her grandma, my mom. I think the fairy tales with all of the dead mothers are causing her to have to think about what this means. Ruby continues her prolific artwork, drawing princesses, mermaid, fairies, alien princesses (with 5 eyes) and anything else related. She is very interesting because she really only takes in what she wants to and lives very much in the moment. I have to remind myself to work on her schedule and pounce on any moment that arises.
Lucy is a talking machine and very intent on doing everything all by herself. She watches every move that Ruby, Kayla and Ari make and tries to keep up. There's a glimmer of interest in the potty. The other day, she asked to sit on the potty, did so for a few minutes then stood up and went over and peed on Ruby's shoe. I think Ruby has that one coming. Lucy has some food preferences and when she's not a fan will say, "Don't laaak it!" She sings songs, claps her hands and loves to dance. Ruby taught her to climb off the bunk bed and she was so excited when she finally did it, she literally jumped up and down. She's also a big hugger and has even gotten our non-hugger to hug more. I love it.
Both girls are just treasures. Even on those days when I am certain that they have been replaced with evil gnomes. Even then, they are the best things ever and I love every minute I am with them.