Every once in awhile, I am acutely aware of all those small things in life: the bees carrying pollen, the sound of an ice cream truck, an extra smile given to someone working at the grocery store….today is one of those days. I bought Lilly a bug cage with a net and tweezers included. We looked everywhere for a bug that wasn’t a bee but couldn’t find one which I thought strange because they always seem to be around when I don’t want to find them. While looking at the clovers, buttercups, and long green grass, it almost started to hurt my eyes how bright and beautiful they were. I live in a luscious, alive part of the country and I am so thankful. Also alive and outloud are my two girls. Sisters. I don’t have a sister so I can only imagine what it must be like. I have dreams about it, how they will share a bed and girl talk into the wee hours of the morning, much like Anne of Green Gables and her bosom buddy Diana. How they will be somewhat competitive but in a way that will only strengthen who they are, not hurt their self esteem and outlook. How they will be there for each other when they have their first crush or have to give a speech in front of their peers. I’m not delusional though, I know there will be fighting and let’s face it, girls can be down right nasty but I have heard of that sisterly bond and I pray that my girls will know it.
Here they are for Willow’s first time in the big tub. Lilly was beside herself with excitement at getting to help wash Willow and show her the toys.
Willow turned 7 months old this past week.
I tend to lean towards the opinion that Willow is a good and well tempered baby. She’s pretty easy going and cute with her baby babbling and chubby cheeks. Putting away almost an entire jar of food during dinner, she stores that stuff in her rolled upper legs. No sign of teeth just yet but she is sitting up with a lot of balance only face planting every once in awhile. She sleeps well at night if I’d just go to bed at a decent hour, it would keep me well rested.
Lilly is pure entertainment. My mom and dad surprised me with an Easter visit and are still in town so we traveled down to the valley to hang out this afternoon. Announcing that an ice cream truck would be coming by after dinner, Lilly asked Nana many questions (mostly the same one over and over) about said truck and the music it plays. Towards the end of dinner, Lilly announced her need to use the potty and disappeared. Off in the distance, I could hear it, the familiar yet eerie sound of the ice cream truck. I mouthed to Nana “Ice Cream truck!” with big bulgy eyes. Two seconds passed when the bathroom door flew open, Lilly planted her little body in front of the screened door and held her hand up as if to silence the room. “I hear it. I hear the ice cream truck.” We will never know whether she actually completed the task at hand in the bathroom but she did get a penguin shaped ice cream stick.
Easter!!!!!! Yes, Easter passed us by like a rabbit heading down a hole to Wonderland. Both Wil’s folks and my folks were here for the week and for all the services which made Wil so happy. He loved having his family out in the audience for every service because it is very difficult for me to go to all 25 with the kiddos (okay, slight exaggeration but only slight). I attended the Good Friday service which I have found important since going to my first only a few years ago. I am very aware of the story but numb to it UNTIL we sing “Were you there when they crucified my Lord?” That song just tears me apart and I feel what I think I should if only for the duration.
We had amazing weather and Lilly dyed Easter eggs and went on an Easter egg hunt- two firsts! After an evening with some of the young adults from church, Lilly decided to inform me that Fletcher is her best friend. It made me smile because something so small, two 3 year olds who see each other every once in awhile, get what it is to be friends and have one that stands out above the rest. Those small things that make my heart feel big……