The girls got along really well today {90% of the time they fight} A year ago I could have said the opposite {90% of the time they get along wonderfully} It's really depressing so days like today are refreshing.
RJ has been reading the Chronicles of Narnia to Abbey at night. I love that they do this together. If he is gone at class, I read her something else. She saves Narnia for dad.
Tonight she fell asleep while he was reading to her. I laid down by my sleeping baby {6 1/2 years old} and just took in her smell. {That's when the "I hope to remember this" crossed my mind} These past 6 1/2 years have gone so fast, and I've forgotten so much. I wish I had this blog then. I wish I would've been better at documenting and writing those tender moments I hoped I'd never forget. But as life happens, I didn't write them all down, and I have forgotten much. And now, here she is 6 years old. Almost finished with kindergarten. Just a summer between us and ALL DAY SCHOOL. When her teacher will be with her for more hours in the day than her OWN MOTHER. Where she'll be eating lunch with friends instead of me. She'll be influenced more by teachers, friends, outside environments than I'd like. I just laid there with her tonight and wished for time to stand still, just for awhile.
I've been the secretary in the primary presidency for 2 1/2 years now and it is the BEST church calling in the world. I'm sure of that. Ruth Miller is the president and she was the first counselor before that {I was the secretary then as well} So, we have become good friends. She stopped me after church to say she walked by RJ changing Harvey's dirty diaper. "He's such a good dad." She said.
He is.
My children are lucky to have him, as am I. He would never bock at a dirty diaper or any other duty that comes with having children. He is an equal parent with me and he truly is a "good dad" a "great dad". I probably don't tell him that enough.
Everyone that comes in contact with Harvey just LOVES him. He is truly the sweetest baby in creation {I don't know why I got so lucky...but he's awesome!} We had dinner at my parent's house tonight. My dad always dotes on Harvey {a very endearing quality he has...he loves his grandbabies} Kyle and Megan's family were the only others there tonight. The four girls {Abbey, Izzy, Jo, and Lu} were downstairs playing and the adults {and Harvey} were outside enjoying the beautiful weather. Everyone just adores Harvey and gives him so much loving attention. It's so fun. He was the only one around and he just ate it up. Sometimes the babies get lost in the hustle and bustle of 9 other grandchildren. But not tonight. It was "all eyes on you!". I love it, because it reminds me of how things used to be when there were just a few grandchildren. It also reminded me how much I truly love my family. I love that they love my children, and I love their children. We are very blessed.
He has tubbys in my mom's sink when we have dinner there. He reaches for EVERYTHING on the counter and wants nothing to do with all the cute little tub toys she just bought for him.
We went to Denny's last night after the girls dance recital. They danced wonderfully and it was an absolute JOY to watch them. They were on cloud 9 and bouncing off the wall. As dinner was ending, Makayla starting eating the left over tubs of syrup and butter {yes plain butter with a spoon} It was so gross but so funny at the same time. She didn't go to sleep until midnight. She is one of the funniest girls you'll ever meet. I wish I could bottle up some of her energy. As i type this, she's in bed, singing her heart out...she'll probably be up till midnight again {cause she had a nap today, from lack of sleep last night...it's a vicious cycle}
So amide the "referee-ing" and the screaming/yelling/disciplining, there are so many wonderful, tender moments in life. So many, in fact, that I could sit here all night typing them. I just hope to always be able to count my blessings. And know that although the "day to day" life can be challenging, hard, and/or just plain frustrating, I am so blessed. So VERY blessed.
What a wonderful life...
5 comments:
Ahhh, Rach. Just last night I took a minute to actually WRITE in my journal. (it's probably a stupid reason but I think my kids will like to read it in 'my handwriting'--more personable or something)I can't say you're getting old but I'm feeling older with all the things my kids are learning and doing. You're such a good mom to write it all down (because you DO A GREAT JOB writing things down) because we do forget a lot, too much.
I know what you mean, Rach! These day to day moments are precious and worth remembering. The times when my kids fight, which seems more often than not these days, just frustrate me to the core! But I want to remember that life wasn't always perfect so when my kids are parents, they'll know to expect the ups and downs and not be depressed if things aren't perfect for them. You're such a amazing mom! I look up to you a lot, and am super excited to see you at our reunion this weekend!
Love this post! When you were talking about Abbey, it got me thinking about my 6 year old. It is so crazy how fast they grow up! We have it so good!
Hey totally looks like your Jo! What a cute guy!
Love this! So uplifting and such a good reminder. I had to read it twice!! I feel that way every time I look at my Little. I know she'll be six in the blink of an eye. It's so unfair. These are the days...even with the unperfect thrown in and I know I'll miss every bit of it.
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