Little Miracles

Hello all three or four of you that read this. I hope life is treating you well. I thought that I would actually add a picture today. It is an older picture of the girls. I am always seeing the girls doing things that I wish I could put on my poor, generic blog but never have a camera handy. I will try and be better at this. My sweet husband gave me a camera for that very purpose. I guess the lack of pictures allows you to use your creativity though and that is a good thing right?

Anyhow, I really don't have all that much going on right now. I did have a moment yesterday though that I wanted to share. Last night, Chris was late coming home for work and when he is late, that means we eat later and I get to entertain the girls longer. Well, time was inching closer to when Chris would walk through the door and the girls were getting antsier and getting into everything. I swear the way these girls act is inversely proportionate to whether they are hungry or not. If they are hungry, it can go two ways, either they get super whiny, cry a lot and get really mean, or they turn into two little destructive giggling tornadoes that tear everything apart and it does not matter what I say to them, they can not be calmed until there is food in their tummies.

Well, I digress, last night they chose to be tornadoes and I was on my last nerve of the day if you know what I mean. I could have gotten flustered but something entered my mind that just hit me with furiosity. I started thinking how much I loved them and how glad I was that they were with us and how blessed we were. It was kind of funny that I started thinking that at that moment but somehow my frustration and anger melted away and all i could think about was how lucky I was that they were in my home. Needless to say, I made it until Chris got home.

Moment #2
Today, was another day that was difficult for me. Berry has been sick most of this week and her strength is just coming back. Berry is a very active little girl and when well is into everything. Now, since she has been ill, she feels that she needs to be extra inquisitive and active. Today, she was exerting all of her energy into exploration and pushing the limits. I was none too happy with her and was unfortunately quite agitated with her.

Anyway,we were on our way to pick up Sugar from preschool, when something in front of me caught my eye. I saw something odd that transformed into a slow motion wreck. The two cars in front of me collided and both cars crumbled. I was speechless and confused. The lady in a car at the nearby intersection jumped out of her car to help and I realized that since I was nearby and had been certified in CPR I was obligated to help as well. I pulled over and went to help the two cars and saw one of the drivers, an old man, who was all shaken up trying to call his family members. I ended up leaving the scene since there was nothing that I could do for them and I did not remember who hit whom. I just saw the metals of the cars fold up before my eyes.

Anyhow, my whole point of writing this, is that after I had seen this accident and saw how it affected the people, I was so grateful for my little girl and so grateful that we had not been 30 feet ahead or we could have possibly been hit as well.

Thank heavens for little miracles!

Tattle Tails

Have I told you that I don't like tattle tails. I am not sure if that is spelled tails or tales or even tells. I guess all of them make sense.

Anyway, my little girls have become the biggest tattle tails. Sugar will say, "she looked at me" and then Berry will say, "she hit me". Yesterday, Berry told me that "Sugars cereal is getting soggy" in her tell tale way. Then one of them said,
"she spilled her milk." They just volley tattles between one another.

"Mom, she hit me."
"Mom she hit me."
"She took my toy."
"She touched me."

I can't think of all of the things that I have heard but my absolute favorite by far is, "mom, she tattled on me!"

What a day!!!!

A big HELLLOOOOOOOO to all two of you who read this blog! So, may I just say that today has been a day. Sugar went back to school today which I thought would give me plenty of time to do some cleaning but it just did not end up that way.

Morning came and went and then afternoon was here. Lately, I have been lucky enough to occasionally get both of the girls to take a nap and sometimes Sugar requests it in her own way. Today, Sugar went and laid down to take a nap and said "please let Berry take a nap somewhere else cuz she will be noisy."

Well, I thought that Berry would go down somewhat easily, but boy was I surprised. Nope, not today. I tried getting her down for about an hour and the whole time that I was trying to get her down she looked about a blink away from falling asleep. So, I thought that was that. I would get to get caught up on our steadily growing mountain of laundry and maybe take a much needed nap. Well, later on, I hear crying adn sugar comes out,"Berry woke me up!" Well, needless to say, I was not happy with Berry. I tried to put them down again and Berry did the same thing again. Ugh. So now, you have a cranky mom with two cranky children.

Well, I had a moment of insanity and actually, at the time I thought I was ingenious for thinking of this. I told them that we were going to have a cleaning afternoon and we were going to clean the whole basement, no, make that the whole house. There will be no t.v. today and we are not going anywhere until this is done. Really, I have no idea what I was thinking because it takes these girls about a half hour to do the simplest of jobs. But, I guess I was feeling ambitious and thought that we could accomplish anything.

We start cleaning and reality kicks in. I put the girls in charge of folding a load of laundry while I clean up odds and end things. The girls are having more fun playing with a pair of newly washed underwear that my sister left at our house. They took turns trying to figure out how to put them on. Funny, but not what I was trying to accomplish today so I redirected them.

Later, they were supposed to sort socks and that started off well they sorted whites and darks but shortly after, they started throwing the socks everywhich direction and mom got to finish that task too. So, I was starting to realize that not much was going to get done in this day that I had so many aspirations for. We decide to take a small break and the girls went upstairs. I went upstairs later to check on them and they had dumped out the dogfood bowl and also dumped a gigantic container of legos all over the floor. So, the girls had to clean this up too. I guess you can see how quickly my afternoon flitted away into evening and how little I was able to do.

Then, to top it all off, I go upstairs after releasing the kids from the chores and deciding to do it myself and discover Berry hiding under a blanket with peanut butter smeared all over her face, arms, and hair. The little stinker had stole a partially empty bottle of peanut butter and repeatedly stuck her finger in it and licked it until it was completely empty. So, that is my day in a nutshell. A peanut shell. Ha!