Time flies

You amaze me.  I had to do a double take today when we pulled back your hair with a headband. When did you get so big?  I know it sounds ridiculous and cheesy, but I cannot believe how quickly you three are growing up.  Eleanor turns three in less than a month and Jordan will be two in January.  Two years old is not a baby.  What happened to my baby?  When did this happen?  

I can remember bringing Grace home from the hospital. How tiny she was and fit in the crook of my arm.  Now she's such a big girl who feeds Emily every night,  puts away the silverware from the dishwasher and helps with folding all my folded napkins.  Eleanor was so tiny and now she is a bundle of energy who never sits still unless she's fallen asleep.  And Jordan.  She's my baby. I don't care what you people say. 

Monday, Monday

I just got back from returning dvds to the store.  The whole house is quiet, your dad has you three up in the bath.  Emily and the smell of roasted garlic and chicken met me at the door.  Yum.

We had a good day today. I cleaned out the office while you guys ran around on your bikes in the garage. You helped me relocate all the sewing room/crafting supplies downstairs and played around with the blocks and the doll house while I tried to make sense of the chaos I've created down there. I gave up the shifting around of stacks and re piling the piles after about twenty minutes and we came up to make lunch for our friends Beth, Sophie and Ben who came to visit.  After that, it was a bit of clean up in the kitchen and throwing the chickens in the oven while Miss Beth took all of you in the back yard to keep you from getting salmonella poisioning from hugging me. 

Not an exciting day, but fun. A productive day with little pieces of art, little naps and a very, very spicy squash soup with chipotle peppers for dinner. Yes, your dad asked for chicken on his soup.  

And Jordan dressed herself today.  I think the preschool mornings are going to be challenging.