1. Birthdays tend to make me very reflective! God entrusted me with the miracle of Bryce. I am truly grateful and humbled to have been chosen to be his mama. I love him so!
2. We made a washer and dryer out of old diaper boxes and Bryce very seriously sorted, washed, dried, and folded clothes as he chattered his little stories to me. Evan put the "dryer" box on his head and ran around the house screaming "I am the dryer monster." This pretty much sums up my two boys personalities quite nicely! As I sat back later that day and listened to them play pirates in Bryce's bed, I was in awe of how such a surprise (finding out I was pregnant when Bryce was 6 months old) had worked out so perfectly. I was sure God had goofed, but of course, He knew just what he was doing. He knew my heart needed the healing of two little babies and he knew these two little boys would be best brother buddies and balance each other out so nicely.
3. After a week of planning birthday, cleaning house, packing suit cases, and staying dry from the rain, I decided the boys and I needed some good, messy, unorganized fun! We made Kool Aid Playdough. The liked the making and baking part - the stirring and pouring and measuring and mixing and salt on the floor and flour on their cheeks. They loved the playing with it part. I sat down with them and did some playdough therapy of my own. I felt the week's stress melt away as I squished and squashed it in my hands and listened to their little conversations as their imaginations exploded! Cars were driving up playdough mountains, we were "eating" playdough birthday cakes and pizzas, we were fishing with playdough worms, and we were baking playdough cookies. Big Mess = Big Fun
4. Snuggled up with Bryce for an afternoon nap on a rainy day. There is just nothing better.
5. There once was a little boy with black, straight hair down his forehead.
When he was good, he was very very good.
But when he was bad, He was horrid!
Evan is an extremist. He is a bit dramatic. He is very passionate. He is charming and sweet and completely melts my heart. That little fella makes me laugh out loud daily. The good belly shaking, melt your stress away kind of laughing that is good for the soul! But when he decides he is mad and throws down, it is nothing to mess around with and I wonder what in the world I am going to do with him. But . . . big picture . . . . I don't mind too much. It makes him who he is!
We had a pool party at a friends house the other week when it was warm. Evan stripped down and ran around naked in their front yard. No worries. Just smiles and squeals. Love it. That is what being a little one is all about!
Enjoy your weekend!! ~ j
I love 5 on Friday's! What a great idea!
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