Today, I am grateful that the kids found ways to have fun while Mommy exercised. Apparently, bridge pose on a chair, while moving up and down, makes for a great game for the kids to see who can make it under before you "squash" them.
My youngest asking for an apple slice... "oppet?" which reminds me.... I need to find where she put that and the grape...
My eldest, who had had enough of Squeak's constant following and wanting to be centimeters away and play with everything she played with, finally declared she needed alone time, and went to her room. Squeak followed, and cried and knocked on the door. Pook opens the door, and getting down to Squeak's level, tells her, I'm sorry, but I need some alone time. I need to think about what it means to be a big sister."
So today, I am holding them close and feeling how big they are. I am smothering them with kisses when I get close enough. I am taking in their scent, and feeling the softness of their skins, and looking into their eyes. Because I know, that this moment will not last forever. Each day they grow and they change. Each day is a new day...
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