When Things Get Quiet

My home is not quiet. There is always someone talking, banging, or screaming for that matter. Sometimes it's the kiddos, but sometimes it's the parents. This morning, a rainy day in Wisconsin, things were non eventful while I did some paper work and they played together. Up the stairs, then down the stairs the girls went. There was laughter, there was screaming, some cabinets opened and closed, then more laughter. suddenly, it was quiet. With three very creative little babes, quiet is not good. My heart sank because I could only imagine what they were getting into. Well, it wasn't so bad. Cari and Abbey were playing "baby" while Ellie watched. All is well that ends okay.

A Celebration Of Life

My baby girl turned two on July first. On August second, friends from near and far came to celebrate Carina's birthday. On a day like this I was reminded how many people love her. She was such a happy girl, and knew it was her special day. She ate cake. A Pooh Cake to be specific that she picked out. The girl loves pooh. She got her toe nails painted. She ran around with her friends. She opened presents. I stood back and just watched my baby girl grow up before my eyes. Not a day goes by that I am not reminded what an amazing little person she is. And I am the luckiest person in the world because she calls me Mama.