Where do I start? I can't believe that we are approaching the twinnies first birthday and Miss Annabella's third. Three years? These have been the fastest, most life-changing, spectacular, amazing three years. This last year has been the craziest of all.
What can I say about the doodles today?
Miss A is in her hideout. I called it a fort, but she says, "No, Mama. It's my hideout." She wakes me up singing songs about how she loves me. She is the queen of schmutz-face. She loves her brother and sister like nothing else. I can't wait for them to start walking so that they can try to keep up with her and all the little imaginary games she has planned for them.
Lorelei is the sweetest, most angelic little thing. Except when she isn't. Then she becomes such a little hellion I want to run screaming from the room. She makes funny little kissing noises. She loves using the sippy cup. She just started to crawl up off her tummy (only sometimes) and she is finally getting one of her top teeth.
Sawyer is my little man. He is so full of giggles and is a tiny speed demon. I am scared to write it down, for fear it will somehow change something, but he has slept straight through from 7-7 for about 6 nights now. Ah, sweet bliss. If only he could teach Lady Lorelei a thing or two. He is on the verge of walking. He'll stand and lift his little feet, but just hasn't managed that forward motion just yet.
I wonder every day how I managed to get such amazing, beautiful, perfect little people as a part of my life. I'm the luckiest.