I have a running list in my head of things I want to remember about these days when our kids were little. Things like birthday parties, holidays, etc. are easy to remember because they're annual and there are usually pictures to accompany them. I want to remember trips to the grocery store, kids in my lap reading stacks of books, the smell of baby lotion after a bath... the every day things. Today has been a totally normal stay-at-home morning. Our play date fell through and it's just too cold to go out any way.
Lainey's imagination has been on a roll this morning. An empty laundry basket has been a rocket ship, a huge bath tub for all kinds of plastic and stuffed animals and a bed of hay for baby Jesus (played by a Minnie Mouse doll). The dialogue to go along with each scenario is a riot. None of this was encouraged or suggested by me, it's all her. My living room is a mess of toys and books and the sink is full of dishes, which normally drives me a little bonkers, but I'm trying to be more present, less distracted and enjoy these moments more.
Moments like this. Wyatt, such a sleepy head. I always have to wake him up if he takes a morning nap at home otherwise he'd sleep the day away.
And moments like this. She took control of this all on her own too. They both loved it. They are becoming so much more independent each day.
And this. She beat me, fair and square, twice at Candy Land. Then proudly declared she was done. I like to quit while I'm ahead too!
Thankful for these kids and that I get to be a part of their every day moments.
