My generous and talented parent brought a gift today that was hot off the knitting needles. A soft, colorful blanket and a kitty hat to match mine. Her talents amaze me and her consideration warms my heart. Babies draw out the best in people. 

p.s. our little girl is less than four weeks away from arrival.

As an adult, I am hardly able to enjoy the weather just as it is. I find myself thinking it is a little too hot or else it’s a little too cold. However, these boys will find peace and beauty where I can’t.

Even on a rainy Monday morning- there are flowers to smell and sidewalks to stroll.

There are snacks to share.

Bike rides to savor.

After the outdoor adventures, the kitchen becomes a “mud room.” 

Monkey chase gets replaced with laughing in their private sauna (their room heater squeezed behind the door, next to their closet).

Ending in a game of naked trains. 

The weekend went by quickly, but here are the highlights.

I worked 6 hours at the Literacy Conference at my school on Saturday, teaching poetry for the third year in a row. My after work treat and sweet relief, was a prenatal massage. With a 70 minute massage, the boys went and climbed trees and shared lollipops while I was relaxing.

The nesting has begun, not just with me but with Joe. His two desires: a new vacum and a desk where we can be “study buddies.”

I got home a little after 3 pm and for the last four hours I have seen a whole variety of emotions in Paul. He has been forced to eat dinner at the table and take a bath, but other than that he has been on the carpet.

He has expressed Confusion

Frustration

and some Satisfaction

as he devotes hours on his creation of bumblebee’s race car

and the jeep bar.

Once a month Paul’s preschool goes on a field trip. Notice the tie-dye they all wear, which they made earlier this year, specifically for going on trips together.

I also love the “hold the rope” becuase I can still remember being in preschool and doing the exact same thing. It was always exciting and felt very official, going out in the community together.

Today was a visit to BJ’s where the kids took a tour and made their own pizzas. Too bad it wasn’t making pazookis.

Henry tagged along

Tonight the I could hear the boys playing so nice together after their bath it made curious as to what game they had invented.

When I peeked my head in their doorway to watch-I caught a full transaction. Paul was selling legos to Henry who had made his own money. Really??

Is this at all influenced to us having to go to Trader Joe’s and Target tonight?

I will admit I am fascinated with art done by chldren. There is an insight into their understanding and perspective that is refreshing. So tonight when Paul started drawing pictures of the animals he saw from our trip at the zoo yesterday I felt compelled to share.

Here is his monkey swinging on a branch.

An elephant with water and hay.I was appropriately corrected when inquiring about the nose- which is really a trunk.

Then he decided the giraffe was his favorite and mostly wanted to capture how it is very tall. Which I would agree is a main attribute of the animal.

We were on a bit of a roll so we also worked on making some flashcards of words he can sound out and spell, so he can now see them in print.

With an extra day off and overcast weather, we headed out to the zoo.

Grammy came along and mostly spoiled little boys.

Between the giant bag of keetlecorn and blue cotton candy, the boys continually ate as we walked and rode the tram.

The recently renovated elephant exhibit was impressive but I definitely am mesmerized by chimpanzees. Their human like expressions and behaviors are captivating.

Paul was more fascinated with the rhinos and lizards, creatures he describes as looking like dinosaurs. 

For lunch we headed to Travel Town with a picnic and three boys who were ready to climb on the trains.

Something about trains can get all of these boys in the best mood.

Before heading home we rode the mini-train

under a bridge and full of smiles.

By the end of the afternoon we had some tired out, ready for nap, little guys. I love these kind of days where they will go until they almost collapse from having fun and running around.

I envy the ability of my children to be bold in their actions and forthright in their words without the social fear that holds me back so often.

They will instantly hug a friend.

Tell them they are cute.

And play party games while people snap photos. 

Sometimes I catch myself staring intensely at a man I fell in love with over a decade ago. I had no idea that feeling would intensify itself exponentially as I watch him raise our children. The frustration I felt about perfectly edible leftovers tossed out or a house littered with laundry melts into a gratitude that is immense. I have a husband who stays home and serves our children tirelessly. He bike carts them for miles at a time, cooks their meals, and yes…sometimes takes them out in their jammies. At night when I am tired from work or being pregnant, he steps in for story time. It is a beauty that can’t be contained in pictures, only attempted.

Another type of beauty is the soft, tender toes of my Mr. Henry peeking out of blankets. They are in seemingly constant motion of wiggling and my nick name for them is “tic tac toes” because they make me want to eat them.

Henry is looking at the low tide

while our oldest learns about chores.

He is incredibly helpful while being cheerful.