Freeze

I've heard lots of mothers comment that they wish time would freeze and their kids would not grow older. I would too realistically think, but then they wouldn't grow or change and that would be boring! All reality set aside, I have hit that point where I want them to freeze, just for awhile so I can take it all in and remember them just like this: Hayes asking questions about everything but not just a why? But questions I have to think about or look up to answer. Playing games with him and having to TRY to win. That he loves reading and now sits and enjoys a book on a whim. That he'll still come up to me randomly and say I love you and give me a hug. He is such a good brother and boy. Kamri with her singing, reading and dancing by herself in her own world. She cracks me up with her antics. Her personality reminds me of what simple goodness there is in the world. She has learned all the sounds of the letters and wants to read like her older brother. There are many things she has wanted to master lately and she has had the determination to do it. She wants to go with me everywhere and I enjoy taking her. Not sure if it's because she gets to be with me or she just wants to get out of the house. I'll flatter myself and conclude it's the former. She has gotten over her three year old tantrums and is so pleasant. She is an entertaining storyteller, although I'm worried about how good she will be with late curfew excuses as a teenager. Lyla. I wish I could bottle her laugh. She laughs often and it is darling. You can't help but laugh back. She connects our family through her humor, once she laughs at one of us we are all watching and repeating whatever we did just to hear her laugh some more. Tonight as I sat in their room as they were falling asleep, lyla was practicing standing up on her own. Holding onto the side of the bed, letting go and then grasping her hand back to the side at the moment she might collapse. I love watching them practicing and learning things on their own. As I sat thinking about what to blog today I thought of a few things but nothing to motivate me to write. I guess this is what I needed. To remember the positive in my children. Sure there are still some tantrums, arguments over who started it, lots of laundry, rolled eyes, and too many crumbs under the table but that's part of having kids. I'm grateful they call me mother. Time can't freeze but I wish it would just for a bit, and then on to discovering the stages ahead. If you made it this far in this post, sorry it wasn't for you, it was for me.