It's dreary out today. I think I will take that as a sign to sit back, play games and snuggle with my two babies. Selah has some yuck coming out of her nose and she's sneezing more than a classroom full of kindergartners after Christmas break. Seriously, I think I counted seven sneezes in a row! Yeah, we're gonna stay in. We might even hang out in our jammies all day. Or maybe we'll make a quick trip to the store for some pumpkin bread ingredients. I'm feeling like spreading some love to the family...hopefully that's all we spread! We will be extra vigilant with our hand washing just to be sure lest you worry we are on a mission to infect all of Ohio with the first cold of the season...
Right now I'm sitting here with a little helper. A naked little helper as I write this post. I love naked babies. Love. Even if she is fighting me for my "foffee". She's into taking her jammies off now so bare legs and squishy tummies make frequent appearances these days. If we're lucky the diaper stays on.
She's playing with the thermometer in these pictures. A great time to mention Isaac being under the weather this weekend. It started with a cough late last week which led to a breathing treatment after school, which led to hives and more breathing treatments and urgent care visits over the weekend. My poor little guy. My poor, allergy ridden, sniffling, coughing, sneezing, inhaler dependant asthmatic! He missed school yesterday but after a few doses of his steroid medicine I think he's on the mend. I'm hoping I don't get a call from school saying he still isn't feeling well. Fingers crossed.
Before I had sick kiddos, Daddy took them to the Dayton Art Institute for an outdoor photo shoot. I was in Florida visiting one of my favorite people. My friend Joan who I've known since I was barely pregnant with Isaac and she was barely pregnant with her first baby. We met at the gym and became fast friends. We found out all kinds of crazy stuff we had in common like having the same middle name, being the same age, marrying the same year. Other things such as her dad's middle name being the same as my maiden name...and on and on it went. I think we even realized we saw the movie Titanic on the exact same night several years before meeting. We became pregnant for the second time within weeks of each other and then the third time a few months a part. And then she had the nerve to move to Florida. Can you believe that?! Something about her husband's job. Sheesh.
We've nursed babies side by side, talked endlessly about such things as how old is too old to use a paci, when to start potty training and "letting go" of our big kids and much, much more. She was there just after my water broke with Gabe. I called her at eleven at night and asked if she could watch Isaac so Joe and I could make the trek to the hospital. She came and after a quick hug and "I love you's" we left our Isaac with her. I remember how she dressed him super cute, knowing that what she chose would forever be his this is what I wore when I met my baby brother outfit.
She's been there for me and our family and I love her.
I've been blessed with two such friends in my life, Joan and Annie. I can't imagine my life without either one of them. Unfortunately, I don't have any recent pictures of Annie and I. Most of our memories were made long before I ever picked up a camera! We met when I was ten, she was nine. We lived next door to each other and the rest is history. No one knows my life like she does. Not even my close family. Annie knows. She just knows my life like no one else. I love her and all the memories we've made over the years. I can't believe we've known each other for over twenty years. Wow! I think that's a sign that we are getting old!
Bottom line: Friends are important. They even sneak into your thoughts on random Tuesday mornings.
Anyway, that was an unexpected turn. I was planning on posting some of the two hundred (!!!) pictures Joe took of the kids.
If you were to see in my heart beyond all the things that make up who I am, things I love like Fall, Christmastime, new babies....Cocoa Puffs. If you were to dig a little deeper surrounding the crevices my sweet littles fill up, where the memories of first locking eyes with each one of them and rocking them to sleep... yeah, right around there you will find pictures. I love me some pictures. I'm the one at family gatherings pulling out the photo albums or shoeboxes in some cases and going through them. The hubs must know that pictures are my love language ;) I love them all.
Happy Tuesday out there! We are off to bake up some love :)