I have to say, it was quite a relief to wake up this morning and know that I don't have to go to work. The only stress to deal with is the usual "expected" stress of being a mom of 3. Praise God!
Yesterday morning when I woke the twins up for preschool, I picked a sleeping Adam up from bed and he pulled his knees up to his chest and brought his hands up to his face...I had a sweet flashback of him as a little baby. It made me sad. I said, "Adam, don't grow up. You're my little baby, I don't want you to grow up." He said, "mom, if I don't grow up I won't ever go to college; then I'll never learn how to read!" So sweet and innocent. Katie is crackin' me up with the facial expressions she makes when she's talking, especially when she's tattling on Adam. She is so interested in Art and so good for her age. She so enjoys coloring pictures and she has a neat imagination. Sophie is so cute, she says she loves "Tate" the best, but Adam is her friend. She can't pronounce the "k" sound, so everything with that sound comes out "t", so she calls Katie, "Tatie", but lately she's been calling her "Tate"
I have a lot to do today to prepare for the holiday. Where to begin? That whole 1-room-a-day thing doesn't work for me because once I leave the room, children begin to trash it again. I long for the day that housework isn't done in vain. How glorious it will be to clean the house and have it stay clean for more than 24hrs. But, then that will mean my babies are all grown up :( I think Sophie and I will go to Starbucks after we drop Adam & Katie off at school this morning. May as well celebrate with a mocha!