September 19, 2012

• The Things of Life

  Trying to rebuild a pattern of recording life as it happens.

  The two little boys are playing Wii games in the living room while the baby sleeps.  Sleeps NOW…after waking up, I kid you not, around ten or more times last night.  Not quite sure what her deal was, and not comfortable to just let her cry, because she seemed like she had a fever.  Weary eyes this morning.  

  Gabe was off by himself today for school since Israel only has kindergarten three times a week (which he is L.O.V.I.N.G., incidentally).  He’s such a weary little slow-moving touslehead in the mornings.  He and his momma are decidedly NOT morning people.  

  Israel was up and happily chitter-chattering at me for a while this morning.  He’s such a cute little happy boy and he makes me smile.  :)  He is bouncing around this morning in shorts and no shirt while I shiver in my jeans and sweatshirt.  He chirpily informed me that when you are strong and have “bumps on your arms” you can go outside in the winter and don’t need a shirt.  I informed him back that I wasn’t sure about the veracity of that statement.  ;)

   

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  Gabe lost another tooth at school.  This makes 5?? that he has lost.  

  

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  Divided Attentions

   

  I smile bemusedly into the face of the joyfully grinning toddler

  who thrashes around happily

  avoiding her nap. 

  On one level, I am appreciating her

  on another I am finishing an email in my head.

  Such are the days

  of interrupted interruptions

  of a bellowing cry that interrupts the dishes that have interrupted the laundry folding that have interrupted the toy pickup

  delayed thank you notes

  and school pictures

  are on my mind

  Fall is settling into the corners of the summer

  leaving the air more brisk 

  and the sky more blue

  The babies play together beneath the sheets drying on the clothesline

  while their brothers tumble and tussle over the grass

  like happy puppies 

  The days stream past

  full and bright

  I watch my children stretching up

  into 8, 6, 4, and 1

  gaining molars/losing teeth/outgrowing shoes/learning words

  and wonder what it will be like to not have any more babies around

  soon enough

  I lean back in the recliner

  and cuddle the baby that is here now

  asleep

  and pink cheeked

  and breathe my ever present prayer

  that I prioritize the important things

  that nest

  almost silently

  among the urgent things.

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