Lincoln is such a better listener this year outside, than he was last year. When I call his name, he will stop, turn around and say, "What?" Enough time for me to catch up with him, or clearly tell him to come back to where we're playing.... and so far, he's been pretty good about coming back. Once, he realized I was after him and he took off running down our gravel driveway... which you know the mom in me was like, "Oh, holy crap.... please don't fall." He didn't. But we went inside until after nap time because we don't run away. Period. And talked about it all the way into the house and for a good 5 minutes inside. I love when he intently listens and then will point his very flexible little finger bent so far it looks double jointed, into the air and will say, "no, no, no!" Sternly. He knows what I'm telling him.
Lucy... that girl has one speed... mama's term for it is "HEART ATTACK". :) She doesn't walk anywhere... she is running from the moment her feet hit the earth. She is my independent child... she wants help with NOTHING. "Lucy, do you want mama to help you?" "NO!" :) So this is the result of her independence... She is pretty good about staying with the group (me, Lincoln and Lily) outside too. She LOVES to follow Lily around the yard and try to do all the stuff Lily does. Lily is forever saying, LUCY! Stop following me!.... and I can only chuckle knowing this is just the beginning of that complete adoration. Lily would probably insert "annoying" before adoration... but that's what being a little sister (or brother) is all about. ♥
And Lily.... we had the "Locks of Love" talk again last night... there are a few kids in her school that have been diagnosed with cancer, and I was trying to tell her how they would love to have pretty hair like hers made into a wig, so they didn't have to go to school bald, but my big girl isn't down with cutting her hair... She keeps telling me she's going to grow it as long as Rupunzel's. I'm going to buy stock in Biolage Conditioner. I remember when I was little and my mom would comb the snarls out of my long hair and how much it hurt and how much I hated it... but like Lily, I did not want to cut it off. Not sure how long we're going to grow it out, but I told her last night we could talk about it again some other night... girl had big tears welled up at the thought of cutting those beautiful long locks...
Brandon and I are good.... we'll be celebrating 10 years (!!) of marriage in April. We're having my original wedding band melted into a new anniversary band that has a row of channel set diamonds - I can't wait to get it back... I keep thinking, "MY RING IS GONE!" and have that moment of panic... only to remember oh, yeah -- it's at the jeweler's getting magnificent. Brandon asked me what do guys get for anniversary gifts. I told him I thought they got cards, but I would poll my friends to make sure. ;) I told him to start thinking of what he'd like. 10 years... wow. Love you, babe. Here's to many more!
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