It Takes a Village

We have the most fantastic friends. Seriously, such loving, genuine people your heart can barely stand it. The kind of folks you can't wait to lawn bowl with, you know?

We were one of the first in our group of friends to have kids and it has always made me feel so warm when our friends loved on our babies. And they always have. I used to think, these girls are so lucky to know and be loved by these people, these people with hearts big enough to hold everything they have AND our babies too. Now that so many of them have started families of their own, I realize. They LOVE us. They love our babies because it's so easy. It feels so natural. And man, we LOVE them and their sweet babies just the same way. To the Mommies and Daddies of Mya, Charlie, Kaitlyn, Jack, Asher, Fiona and Henry, we are so grateful to be a small part of your village. And we are equally blessed that you are a part of ours. And to the parents of Spencer and Johanna, our girls are so lucky that we have you to watch and learn the big lessons from.

My Machines

I'm certain that any minute now - Dora will be interrupted on the TV by the rainbow striped screen and the loud beep of an Emergency Monsoon Alert. Seriously.

In other news - does anyone else consider it a productive day when all your machines are going? I always feel like a good stay-at-home mom when I'm consuming energy. Laundry, Dishwasher, Crockpot. Good Day. Made even better when an errand or two was run in the morning. Check.

My goal for the month of August, is to get us all rolling and out the door by 9 two days a week. Even if it's just to go for a walk. Elise starts preschool in September and needs to be there by 9am Tuesdays and Thursdays. If you know Elise, you know she is like her Mama and loves her sleep and to take it really slow in the morning - so I've been getting a bit worried about how we'll be able to get our whole morning routine done before noon - let alone 8:50. She is getting very excited about going, though, mostly that she will get to play with other kids and wear her backpack. I can't believe she'll be 3.

Rainy Day Inspiration

Well, I've been thinking of doing this for a while. As in, since Elise was born, and recently decided to just give it a go. I want to have it to look back on when the girls are grown. I imagine some posts will be choppy, Stream of Consciousness-like, but I am going to try my best to keep up with it even when I have little to write. So without any further ado,

Child of mine, I love when our souls align. Like they did today as we raced to the Jeep, but were both drenched by the time we got buckled in anyway. When I turned the key and Jay-Z started blasting (usually your fav) and I thought to myself "This is just not right - how am I going to convince her to listen to something else" and you interrupted my thought with "Mommy, this is not rainy songs". I grabbed Martina Sorbara, put it on, and you just nodded. Now this is rainy songs. Your sweet little foot tap tap tappin' as you gazed out the drippy window. You are my girl, through and through. Fiery, Moody, and oh so soulful..