On another note, while they were getting the kite ready, I was cleaning up from supper and chocolate chip cookies were baking in the oven for dessert. I looked out the window and saw Cody with the kids and had a very AHA moment. I watched the way he interacted with them and how he is such a hands on dad. I know a lot of dads that are good dads, but don't play, cuddle, get dirty with, or read to their kids. And as I looked around the house and noticed the dishes in the sink and could smell the cookies, the moment captured me. I realized this is what it is all about. The everyday hussle and bussle of life that we pray will end of slow down. Granted it doesn't have to go in super sonic speed, but the pace is a reminder that we are not given a forever. We each have a day, a day to make our life a life that has lived. Hopefully the next day we can continue it again. Anyway, that night I realized that I have what a lot of people hope to have, a family with unconditional love, everyday things people, sometimes me, take forgranted.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
up up and away
On another note, while they were getting the kite ready, I was cleaning up from supper and chocolate chip cookies were baking in the oven for dessert. I looked out the window and saw Cody with the kids and had a very AHA moment. I watched the way he interacted with them and how he is such a hands on dad. I know a lot of dads that are good dads, but don't play, cuddle, get dirty with, or read to their kids. And as I looked around the house and noticed the dishes in the sink and could smell the cookies, the moment captured me. I realized this is what it is all about. The everyday hussle and bussle of life that we pray will end of slow down. Granted it doesn't have to go in super sonic speed, but the pace is a reminder that we are not given a forever. We each have a day, a day to make our life a life that has lived. Hopefully the next day we can continue it again. Anyway, that night I realized that I have what a lot of people hope to have, a family with unconditional love, everyday things people, sometimes me, take forgranted.
Snow Day
Don't worry, he only looks like he is going to throw that at me....we all know Cody is MUCH smarter than that;)
My two litte angels, well sort of:)
Monday, April 6, 2009
Pretty please with a cherry on top!
They both love them and eat them all gone, everytime, 5 months later still:)
Everyday LOVE
Miayla was helping me put the potatoes in the bowl for our potato soup...she put each one in one at a time and arranged them in the bowl how she thought they should be....lets just say the batch of soup was much smaller than expected:)
Daddy's little girl
Miayla is a daddy's girl. We wondered why she was a late bloomer when it came to talking....one day I saw the way Cody gave her everything she pointed to and then some that I quickly figured it out. She had no need for words when everything she needed was right at her fingertips...literally. Well we all know she won't stop talking now and she sings all the time too. To make up for all the time Cody did not make her talk, she makes him sing and read and play and continually spoil her. I was doing laundry in the other room, when I stumbled upon this. It was so sweet and he was so into it to. She was singing something about applesauce but none of us could figure it out. She made him do it over and over again until he got it right. Eventually she realized he wasn't going to get it right so she would move on to a piggy back ride which she knows he can do:) Her eyes lit up the entire time and it was a very real moment. The kind that took me back to when I was little and a daddy's girl. Technically, I am still a daddy's girl....I don't think you ever grow out of it. I love my prince charming and his little princess:)