I'd have to say this is a bit more than accurate. Without the amount of love that these small people of mine express on the daily, we'd be oh so lost.
Sometimes their expression of said love are a bit strange. Like when Isaiah gives kisses and blows raspberries at the same time. Which, of course, leads to uncontrollable fits of hysterical laughter. I've never seen a kid laugh so hard as when he gets slobber all over his mama's face while giving her 'smoochies." His laughter makes my heart swell up to a million times it's normal size...if that's even possible. For arguments sake, we'll just say it is. Mmk? ;-)
Janice-May has started laughing this husky little laugh. She's so manly for such a little girl. It's rather hilarious. [as soon as I catch it on video I'll post it] That leads to bounds of laughter from a very amused mama.
However, to be able to find humor in such things, there must be a plethora[Jon says I use that word too much...I probably do, but it just sounds good] of coffee involved. Today, for example, I had three cups before noon, and then found myself making another pot when the kids woke up from naps. How sad. Just to clarify - it is only the mama and daddy that consume coffee. The babies aren't allowed, but I'm pretty sure they're tremendously thankful their parents ingest this liquid life[heaping sarcasm]. But...we're all alive, fed, clean[mostly...we did have some dirt uni-brows today - I'm not joking], and fairly amused with the adventures of our day. So all is well. Right? Right.
More often than not, I find myself grinning from ear to ear about something these babies of mine have done. A few days ago, after Janice-May woke up from her nap, Isaiah was asking oh so concerned if she had a good night night and if she wanted a fruit snack. His questions were adorable...her answers even more so. Nodding her little head while Isaiah held her hand and shared his snack [a rare occurrence, might I add.] Or when they're playing in the little playhouse outside, and Isaiah opens the door for her. So freaking cute! That, too, makes my heart swell up to a million times it's normal size.
This, right here, is what I live for...not just the coffee [more sarcasm...but seriously] but the love and laughter, too.
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Reading your posts make me fondly remember when my kids were little. Love, Love Loved that time!!
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