...I just got back from Canada. My little girl and I went to Toronto for a family wedding...a little girls get away. Adriah was the flower girl and takes that role very seriously. It's her third time being a flower girl and she's perfect every time. Our schedule was crazy and she was able to roll with everything. We got home from the wedding (at midnight) and I woke her up saying, "time to get out of the car. We're home." and she slides out and looks around in her dreamy state and says, "okay, which one?" It was so sweet that I picked up my 58 pound, 41/2 foot 5 year old and carried her into the house (Yes, it was on ice and I was wearing heals!) I fell in love with how she played with her cousins. How she followed their little dog around the house trying to get him to do tricks. How she bonded with my siblings. How she danced the night away. How she told me every day (many times) that she loves me and was happy we got to get away together. I'm going out on a limb that quality time is her #1 love language! Good that it's mine too.
There's something really beautiful about falling in love with your kids. With every new stage I feel like I'm getting to know them all over again. they change so fast and I'm always learning who they are and who they are becoming. It's a mystery I'm willing to seek out.
I'm home and happy to be here. I want to wake up Clara and Leyton just give them cuddles...but, I won't, I will wait until tomorrow. I will take time to love on them lots.
I am blessed with an incredible family! As I write, my husband is working in our basement trying to get it finished by Friday when my sister and her family fly in from England. It's one of those projects that is way bigger then you think but, once you start you have to finish. He's amazing! I love how he finishes what he starts and never complains.
Going to sleep now. I'm tired but, I'm smiling with a full heart.