Slow Start

Gd was really being kind to me when he made my children.  Rather than make me change my internal clock He  made my children to also be slow wakers.  Oh Yeah baby, we like to do some sleeping around here and we don't much appreciate being woken up until we are good and ready...and that is never before 9 am.  So the breakfast table is as I like it...quiet.

Quantity Time

Which is better...quality or quantity?  For this Daddy they are one in the same.  Since becoming a father, Jason's main hobby has become children and every spare minute he has is spent pouring into them.  He is parenting on purpose.  Another reason I love this man!
(He and the kids hiked the San Gabriel creek and 3 hours and 3 miles later I picked up very tired and very happy children.  Oh yes, and I stayed home...yet another reason I love this man!)

Princess Peepers

I do believe it may be time to pass on the title of "PP".  But as I  was called  "Precious Princess", Emma will hence be "Princess Peepers".  I promise this was not staged...this is what I saw when I was about to wake her up.  Notice how storybook even the hair looks.

Mia Hamm?

Am I seeing some similarities betwee Mia and Emma?...

the form, the grace, the raw power...

the crazy aggressive ball skills...oh wait...that's our guy...

the ability to intimidate the opponent...we're not here to make friends people...

 the concern for her teammates...

and of course her absolute concentration at all times...

Did something just scurry?

I think I have a rodent problem...a big hungry mouse...who prefers peanut butter...and can unscrew jars despite the lack of thumbs...and knows where I keep my spoons...and has never been taught to CLEAN UP YOUR MESS! (uhem, excuse the outburst of emotion.  I don't quite know where that came from).   Or MAYBE Tennison decided to help himself to a morning snack....

NAH!  That's just silly.

Who's the boss

I can't say how many times the subject of "who's in charge" has come up with my children. They want to be very clear as to who exactly is the boss around here. On a regular day you might hear this being said...."because I'm the boss"..."you are not the boss, I am"...stop trying to be the boss"..."you are not the boss of your brother"..."Yes, Daddy is the boss of Mommy and Gd is the boss of Daddy"...but this was a new one. Today in the car after I had told everyone to get out of the car and Tatum to turn off his Leapster, he quickly responded with..."WHEN are you going to stop BOSSING ME?!". It was really pretty funny to hear from my 8 year old who used to be so compliant but as of late has begun to be rather combative. I deserve the gold star today or at least a "no talking" breakfast tomorrow, because I calmly replied (after I closed my jaw) "NEVER, that is the job Gd gave me, and I'm really good at it..."

A divine kiss

You gotta wonder if this was really chance or if Gd left this for my kids to find. He's funny like that. The things that most people see as chance or luck, I see as a divine tap on the shoulder or whisper...or a kiss... "Hello love, I just wanted you to know that I was thinking of you..." As a parent, I now understand that the things that used to go unoticed by me are now seen through the eyes of my children..and they delight me. I hear Him and I smile. And I say it outloud, "look at what Gd did!"...so that my children can also hear Him..."Hello love..."and smile.