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| Another peaceful night, somehow. |
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| I pray she doesn't drown in her drool! |
Yesterday was a little slice of Heaven (in my world). We had MOPS in the morning---a favorite for the WHOLE family---finished lunch in a timely manner (woo-hoo!) and had time for an activity before naps (what?!?). The glorious part of this scene is that both children were happy coloring, calmly, for a good half hour! That means they were still! And that means that they weren't tearing around the house undoing all of the cleaning and putting away that I had accomplished during lunch. Victory!!!
You see, I had always dreamed that this is what being home with the children would be like! But how often do our dreams translate into reality? I recently had the significant revelation that I am NOT a "stay-at-home" Mom. I am a low income Mom who does not have paid childcare. There is a BIG difference. As a three-some, we are not very good at "staying home". In fact, the one Thursday every two weeks that we don't have a morning activity, I try to "be a good stay at home Mom" and actually stay at home. But each time, I'm reminded why we don't do that....ever...or shouldn't, at least! It's a disaster. No other way to put it. I am finally aware of my contribution to this scene and am working on myself as summer quickly approaches (the mere idea of which sends me into a panic). We live and learn, right? At the very least, that's what I'm hoping will come of my children this summer...they will live, and they will learn.
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| "Cheese" at the site of the camera...it's the squinty eyes and box smile as I retrieve the camera from the bag, then this odd look by the time I turn it on. |
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| Looks like two kids drawing at the table... |
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| ...but it is my temporary dream come true! |
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| Andrew is working diligently on his name (probably in pink, which he has unmistakably claimed this week as his favorite color!). Margaret is tasting each color. |
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| Kyle Singler (Killian version 2.0) got her 3rd haircut Wednesday so that she could see again, clutching a cheese stick and practicing "oink, oink". Notice how turned in the left foot it is? She's become pigeon-toed overnight! |
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| If there weren't a dress and tights involved (and we weren't at preschool pick-up), would you not think it was Andrew passed out??? |
