Start of the week

It’s safe to say that for everyone, some days are better than others. The two days of this past weekend were great for our family; particularly Saturday. Little Gym was great, there were Frisbees for the first time (K&O throw those at home already so it was a riot to watch them launch them across the room). And Charlie and Sandy had a party next door to celebrate their heading to India to complete the adoption. Our family loves social events – all four of us. The weather was gorgeous – a little crisp, a little frost, light wind and sunny afternoons – perfect fall family days.

But maybe it was that Kyle is getting over a cold and was coughing all night, or that Owen woke up needing help with his pacifier several times, or that Heather woke up with terrible stomach pains and was up from 3AM until we got up. Or maybe those things added up - with normal Monday distress over getting back to a normal week - got us off to a difficult start.

Heather and I got up before the boys (to shower and get ready); I made coffee and moved the car seats from the courtesy loaner car to the ‘Black Car’. I heard Owen and Kyle walk from their room to our room – they were up. When I went upstairs, Heather was sitting on the bathroom floor, half-ready with both boys on her lap in their pj’s with all stuffed animals, pacifiers and thumb sucking present. They just needed a little snuggle with their Mommie. We got them dressed, downstairs, warm milk for both boys (‘not cold Papi, just warm’) and shoes on to go to daycare. Owen had his normal transition troubles before we got in the car - he's going through a bit of a phase with that. What do you expect, he's 2 1/2! :)

Heather and I typically call each other after daycare drop off to talk about how it went.

Owen had brought a book with him – “Black All Around” it’s one of their favorites right now. When they went into the preschool room he held it up to show everyone – so proud, but folks and kids were busy and they weren’t really paying attention. When they got back to the toddler room, he figured he would try it again and enthusiastically held it up to show everyone. Heather highlighted it with “Owen brought a book in to show everyone!” but it was time for breakfast and they would look at it later. It’s totally understandable, but deflating none-the-less. Poor guy.

They got into their chairs, got their bibs on and were served breakfast (it’s really a great situation when you think consider it). But Kyle looked up at Heather and quietly said “I want Honey Bunny, Mama.” Heather gently told him HB was in the car and that he could have it after day care. “Please, Mama, I want Honey Bunny.” She said, HB’s twin is up in his cubby, did he want him? He did and she got down the HB that he uses to nap with at daycare. He held Honey Bunny up to his face and sucked his thumb while breakfast was served. “Mama, where’s Sheep?” Sheep is in the car, you can have him after day care baby. There is no twin sheep at daycare. There is Lovey Lion’s twin, but Lovey Lion is Owen’s. Heather left to go to work. I know after a few minutes they got into the day and everything was fine, but it’s just very hard sometimes.

Of course, when I got home everything was fine. Heather, Kyle and Owen were there playing outside in the yard. They came running up the driveway when they saw 'the white car' and both boys insisted on driving down the cul-de-sac with me - too funny. Owen likes to grab the steering wheel while sitting in my lap. When I try to correct before we drive into a neighbor's yard and I am informed 'NO PAPI!' and he cranks the wheel the otherway. All in all he's not a bad driver, look out NASCAR... in 20 years. After driving, Kyle needs to go see Papi's lawnmower (in the garden shed along with the chainsaw and weedeater - they mimic the sounds of each).

So what started off rough ended right. That is of course what happens with you're in love with your family.



And one last thing: a picture from going to the park last week. They just can't get enough of throwing rocks in the little river.