I love autumn. And I unabashedly love my own life, with my three girls (in various states of crazy) and my silly husband who can dance a jig and build a fence.
Yes, a fence. Yes, dance. But not at the same time.
Yes, I DO love life. Sometimes I have to remind myself of this--sometimes when Elspeth is crawling out of her crib for the fifth time in one night or Elspeth is squirting out all my dish soap and all the baby soap and starting in on a bottle of hand sanitizer
or when Elspeth is spitting out dried beans all over the floor
or when Elspeth is coloring herself and the furniture with markers or when Elspeth is falling off chairs or when Elspeth is scribbling in books or when Elspeth is jumping around the baby's head
or when Elspeth is telling me NO
or when Elspeth is smearing sunscreen into the driveway or when Elspeth is throwing food or when Elspeth is gluing her sister's head to the bathroom tile.
Actually, this last one has not happened yet but it is just a matter of time.
I have to love every minute, every nanosecond, at least in some overarching way, because it is going by so quickly.
I only have to look at Merry to see how quickly my babies grow.
3 comments:
Ah, but Elspeth has SPIRIT!
Remind me to tell you about some of the things your cousin did when he was her age.
Like sneaking past us one night after escaping his crib, and virtually emptying the fridge.
He then proceeded to either pour everthing liquid on the floor, or smear it on the dogs back.
She, of course loving every minute of the feast!
Maybe it's time to move her out of the crib and into a big girls bed.
After we did that and challenged him that "only big boys have beds" a lot of the mischief stopped.
At least a night!
And a good glass of wine (or Scotch) can ease away a lot of the days hijinks.
that is unparalleled mischief for sure. do NOT tell elspeth. . .that's all she needs: more ideas!
*chuckle* I can't believe how much our two year olds are alike! Could it be that they are evil (but oh so sweet) twins???
T
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