Showing off her baby.
Her baby dressed in the clothes from her very first trip home.
She recognizes the value. She recognizes the significance.
She is so proud.
How could she have ever been so little? I am proud of what she has become.
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New Babies
New additions to our new home this week. New babies.
Nothing could have been better!
Never such a great surprise on our front door step.
Nine minutes of unedited joy…the video maxing out the space on my phone.
Thank you Auntie Gayle and Uncle Dale.
Independent Girls
On Independence Day, independent girls.
Doing the things we love.
Partaking in breakfast.
Power shopping at the mall.
Picnicking in the park.
Happy 4th of July!
Babies
Equal.
The love that a good mom has for all of her babies.
Arts and Crafts Night
Mom cut. Abby glued. Combined coloring.
Fun collaboration art created.
Abby decided tonight that our next Target trip will include the purchase of a smaller scissors.
The Dream Mom
Abby’s empathy sat her next to her babies when they were “naughty” and in timeout.
Blinded by Poultry
I thought this week that I might note on the blog that I nearly hit a turkey while driving home from work. Yes, roadkill could have been our Thanksgiving feast.
A rafter of wild turkeys flew in front of the car, blinding me for a short instant.
Little did I know that poultry would blind our family once again this week.
Tonight, while frying chicken on the stove, I added a bit of water to the sizzling hot pan. Looking back a poor cooking choice.
Smoke suddenly rolled and billowed, seemingly direct from my hand itself. Sizzling. Billowing.
Abby’s eyes the size of baseballs; amazement. A science experiment for dinner.
Her immediate reaction, “I can’t see you Mommy” (good humor for a 3-year-old!).
We laughed as washcloths were used to waft away the evidence…and prevent the smoke detector’s shriek.
Blinded by the chicken, but a good dinner none the less.
Favorite Friends
It couldn’t have touched my heart more…how even to put it in writing…
“You’re my friend, mama,” I hear from the backseat.
“You’re my friend, Abby!”
“You’re my friend!”
“You’re my friend!”
“OK, I’ll be your friend mommy. We are friends.”
Daylight Savings Time
Fall back.
6 is now 5.
Walking from daycare tonight we talked darkness.
Where was the sun?
Immediately an answer…
“It’s sleeping behind the clouds.”
ENT
A hearing test and exam today.
Checking the source of so much pain.
Found to need the tubes again.
November 13th.
Remembering how she sat on my lap for the tests and exams prior, I smile at this independence.
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