April 1, 2015

And just like that, my first child grew up.

Well of course this isn't 100% true...he's still just 3 and needs me in many ways. But he lets go little by little and than suddenly quickly at times! He weaned from breastfeeding and dresses himself (I have always had to fight him in getting him dressed. This is a huge help!!) and he also buckles himself into his car seat completely all the time, now in the past few days!!!! It's so wonderful and amazing, his being my first born forever and that he will always be the one that everything is exciting and nerve-wracking and emotional. Experiences w hattie are typically more laid back because we've  survived them and know it'll all work out for the most part. Plus she is just a more independent daring little kid. 
Speaking of doing things on her own, Hattie and i do our little routine before bed and I always say a little quick prayer w her...but the past few nights I just ask her to repeat me and she does!!!! It's so sweet!!!! She folds her arms by holding one wrist with a circled hand and repeats "fodder," "wucom(welcome, which is thank you for her)" "faye(freddie)" "daddy" "mama" "hattie (pronounces her name very well with hard Ts)" "pees" "gama" "papa" "you you (lulu)" "pops" "gegus christ aman"

Who that's crazy how I did that but it's so crazy cute. 

I love putting my kids to sleep. At times im tired and don't feel like taking the time it takes but I really love it usually and tonight I was especially appriciative of it. I held and kissed and rocked fred in the rocking chair and then stood and held him and sang him my favorite song (Have I Done Any Good in the World Today?) and then lay him down in his bed and he protests and I tell him he has to and then I sit and hold his hand or rub his back and he falls asleep within 10 minutes usually. It's so sweet. I listen and wait and can hear him breathing heavily. 




A little reflection pond dipping of the toes


Dying eggs

They aren't the prettiest but I love them.



Ready for summer 

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