I have come to the realization this week that my bed is far too small. We have gotten to have a couple of lazy mornings this week, because Ariana has gotten to stay home since it was presidents day weekend. I love lazy mornings, but I realized that my little queen size bed is not as comfortable for my family as it once was. It seems that when we all squeeze in someone is always being left in an uncomfortable position. So, that will be my first big buy when we move out into our own home again. Because nothing beats laying around in bed all morning snuggled up to all your kids.
I feel like time has been moving so fast since Micah was born. Weeks seems to only last a day, before I realize that we are back at Monday again. I love my kids so much. Sometimes I feel like I am holding my breath trying to not miss a moment with each of them. Each are at such different stages in their little lives and each so well deserving of my undivided attention. Ariana's personality is just so big and wonderful. I love listening to her stories, and watching her play in her imaginary worlds that she creates for her little toys. It makes my heart skip a beat to see what a wonderful older sister she is. She is so loving and attentive ( Viggo would consider this attentiveness to border on controling and bossy) But watching them both interact with each other is so fun. Besides breaking up arguements and reminding them how fun it is to take turns, and spending an hour on Sunday trying to convince Viggo that he wont lose his toes if I cut his toe nails, watching them play and love on each has been better than I could have ever imagined. Then I have Viggo right now, who has really just been hillarious lately. He does and says the funniest things. He loves to make everyone laugh, and watching him never leaves you with a dull moment. He is either leaping off stairs, or sofas, or telling me stories of pirates and spiderman, and then without a moments notice he just wants to be wrapped up in my arms content as can be with me just snuggling him. He is also the most thoughtful little guy. On Sunday as he was taking off for church, wearing his little tie looking like such a big boy he tells me "mom don't worry I am going to be so good, and I am going to bring you home a ring pop from my class. His nursery teachers are amazing, and they always hand out the kids a ring pop at the end of the day. Well to my surprise he come home with a ring pop for me. And he picked the flavor STRAWBERRY for me. He looked so proud to give me the ring pop. And when I made a big deal about it, he had the cutest face. Like its no big deal mom, but with a sideways smile that gave away what a big deal it really was. Then we have our new addition Micah. What can I say how can you not want to take your eyes off a newborn. I feel as though each day is growing into a new stage. I feel like Micah is growing up so much faster than Ariana and Viggo when they were that young. Could it be because I have three, or is my life really moving that much faster every year I age? So, this is why I feel like I am holding my breath sometimes, because my heart feels so overwhelming blessed to have these three in my life. And I just don't want to miss out on a second of their wonderful lives. Yes this is a chessy post but I don't care, I am just so happy right now, and I want my kids to look back one day and read about how much their crazy mom loved them.
Viggo wants to be just like his sister. Ariana always reads to him, and he always tries to read to Micah. Since he really can't read he always events stories about some bad guys.
