Paparazzi
Just a few pictures of our girl having a blast at the park! (Do I need to share that I LOVE my camera? LOL)
Quietly observing.....
... always taking it all in. She is so like Tyler it's crazy! And she watches her like a hawk... taking it all in.
Tyler seems to get just a bit more frustrated with Grace... and I often wonder if it has anything to do with how simular they are... or if it's just sibling frustations. :-) Grace on the other hand, LOVES to watch what her older sister is doing... and she almost taunts her... "See... look what I can do.... I can do it too!"
Everything is an opportunity to learn... and Grace has it down pat. :-)
Hold My Hand... just for a minute.
We were at the park and Tony was swinging with Tyler. I was sitting quietly with the girls... and as gently as if a butterfly had landed upon my hand... Lexie reached out and held on. It was so sweet tears came to my eyes. :-)
How could I ever describe how much love my heart holds for my children!
Growing so fast!
She is growing bigger every day.... and as hard as I try... she just won't stop. :-)
I think she is going throught another developemental stage... because everytime she does, she follows the same pattern. She's a bit more... well, everything. A bit more clingy, a bit more emotional, a bit more demanding, a bit more stand-offish', a bit more loving.... just a bit more.
Of course I love the additional cuddle time and honestly could do with a little less of the whining, but that's life. I'll take every moment I'm given... good or otherwise. :-) Needless to say, I would love to stop time and keep her lust for life and her innocense just as it is... but I can't and I know that.
Each and every day is a blessing! Look at her go... she's growing so fast!
Time Ticks Away
This clock is 100 years old! 100! Still working, still ticking away, and still VERY accurate (as long as I stay on top of winding it) :-). It was purchased by my great-great grandfather Albert Reshel on August 28, 1905. It has been passed down through the generations, and is now a wonderful addition in our home.
I grew up in a house FULL of clocks... always tick-tocking. :-) I remember when Tony would be over, he would ask me how I could stand the noise... of course my first response was "What noise??" It was so common in our home, I never really noticed it. The half hour and hourly "bongs", the tick-tocking... I guess it was just so common to me that I rarely ever heard it.... and never really thought about it's meaning beyond telling the time.
We welcomed this cherished family treasure into our home last year, and it has sat on our piano and hutch, silent. Re-arranged like a piece of furnature. I didn't want to damage it, so I didn't wind it... so there it sat. But a few weeks ago I called my grandmother and asked her how to get it started, how do I wind it... is it okay to use... and I was DELIGHTED when I started it up. It's really amazing to me that it still works so well. Just a bit of oil and some love, and here it sits... tick, tock, tick, tock, working just as well as the day it was purchased.
I'm already used to the sound of the tick-tock. It doesn't phase me... I did notice the sound a bit more when I first started it up, but now I hardly even notice the sound. It's like the old friend I lost touch with... but as soon as we re-connected, it was like we never parted.
Tonight as I sat here... looking at photos of the girls, the clock caught my attention.... the ever present, consistant tick-tock. Isn't it funny when something that becomes so regular, catches our attention. We get so into our regular routine that we tune out the "extras". At that moment I realized a very obvious fact that the tick-tock is not just a sound in my day... it's seconds of my life passing... it's time passing.... it's real.
The clock sits next to a beautiful portrait of the family God has blessed me with, my grandmother's bible, a candle and a cross. And tonight for the first time, I have seen the clock in a whole new light. It's not just a sound in the backround, it's not just a piece of furnature that sits on my hutch... it's family, it's life, it's time. The tick-tock is the sound of time passing... and a reminder to not let the moments of my life pass me by. Rather than tick-tock it's saying LIVE-LIFE, LIVE-LIFE, LIVE- LIFE.
Maybe it's the glass of red wine that I had tonight that "helped" me be a bit more observant... or relaxed. LOL. Maybe it's that God is calling to me to take another view of my life.... maybe it's both. All I know is that I don't want to miss a moment... I don't want to let life pass me by!
Thank you God for ALL the blessings you have given to me. I know that without you, nothing would be possible and I am just so very grateful for all that You provide! Thank you for every moment of my life... thank you for all the "tick-tocks".... THANK YOU for tonights reminder that the life you have given me is RIGHT here, RIGHT now... Amen!
Days of Love
It melts my heart completely to see Tony with the girls! And they love him to pieces... especially Tyler. I love seeing her at that stage of being in love with your daddy... she just adores him! :-)
Ahhhh, how I love them!
Look what I can do....
It's official... we have a climber. Last week (while Tyler and I were out) Tony was watching the girls and look who figured out how to climb the steps... and not just a few I might add... but she can make it all the way to the top!
Needless to say we installed another gate... one at the top and one at the bottom. :-)
Oh my....
Can I Help?
Now that I am finally starting to feel better (the girls and I have had a nasty stomach bug the last few days... lucky for Tony, he had to go out of town... NOT so lucky for Mommy!) I decided to disinfect and clean up the casa.
I was cleaning the bathroom downstairs when Tyler walked in...
T- "Mommy, what are you doing?"
M- "I'm cleaning the toilet"
T- "Can I help?"
M- "Oh no honey, thank you, but this is a Mommy-job, it's too germy."
T- "Oh"
M- "Would you like to help me dust?"
T- "Okay!"
Now if only she keeps such enthusiasm for another... oh 12 years or so. LOL
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