I miss my girls. Of course, if they were here, I wouldn't be able to type up a blog post about it. So I suppose I should be grateful for this time to myself, right? It's just me and Eli and Steve this week, which equals me and Eli because Steve is working late every night, which is actually just me because Eli has fallen asleep at 6:00 pm the last two nights leaving me to myself which is a very odd feeling that I am not used to.
What do I do with this time? A lot of pacing around looking for things to do. It seems my crazy busy life has come to an abrupt screeching halt this week and I just don't know what to do with myself. You can sing that song now if you want because I am.
I'm really happy that my mom took the girls this week. I love that she is such a great Grandma/"Bam" to them. They love her so much and I know she loves them too. She has the perfect counselor/Grandma combo that turns them into little problem solving using their words to calm disputes ANGELS. Why can't I achieve this greatness from day to day? Ehhh....this is unclear. Or maybe it is clear. But don't tell me.
Anyway, they are having lots of fun this week with Grandma in IC. And I am enjoying our phone conversations where Olivia sounds like a tiny grown up. Today she told me how she had written a story about a bird named Nacho and how she was on her way to the craft store to buy bird houses and how she was then going to go to my sister's preschool and be the teacher for her kids. First she'd read them the story. Then they'd all paint bird houses as a craft, based off the story she'd written. But, she added, she wouldn't be painting her bird house at the same time as the other kids, because....she was the oldest and the younger ones would just copy hers instead of using their own imagination.
Man, I love that kid.
And Sophie. I was lucky enough to snag her on the phone today, on the premise that I was aware first that she had the hiccups but she'd still say hi if I wanted her too. I did. She said it. She is the one word answer queen on the phone. That's alright. It saves me on my cellular bill in the future. I can already see it.
Man, I love that kid.
So while I sit here in my quiet house, with all the laundry and dishes done (weird), I miss them, but I'm happy they are there, living it up with their Bam, and giving me the opportunity to sit here and revel in how cool they really are, and how blessed I am to be their mama. I love you girls.
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Awww, I wish I could read this to the girls, but I can't because they are finally laying down quiet about to fall asleep. They were a little melancholy right at bedtime and needed lots of extra stories and hugs because they are missing their mommy so much. They are having too much fun during the day to think about it much, but bedtime is harder. So I will share this with them in the morning when they can call you. do you know how much they talk about you and Eli and their daddy? A LOT! They are proud of their family. Oh, and Rosie, too, of course.
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