Livin’ and Lovin’ Life

Lately I have been thinking a lot about what I do all day.  Some days when Kyle gets home and I tell him about the day, I can hardly think of one productive thing I’ve done that day.  Then the feelings of failure start to creep in and I start thinking to myself…"I don’t work, my house isn’t clean, I didn’t fold the laundry for the 5th day in a row, there are toys everywhere.”  When I was working I had this idea in my head about what life would be like when I was a stay at home mom.  It was going to be great.  I was going to get up and watch the Today show, get caught up on the news, make a great breakfast for my family, my house would be spotless, and each night all the laundry would be folded and put away.   (Insert hysterical laughter here). 

My days are nothing like I thought they would be. They are even better.  What do I do all day?
I finger paint.
I dance and sing.
I spin my girls in the air.
I make cookies with Hannah.
I color.
I play babies.
I answer the question “WHY?”  Fifty.Thousand.Times.
I change diapers.
I throw balls.
I pull the wagon.
I draw with sidewalk chalk.
I do puzzles.
I play games.
I sit on the floor and let the littles crawl all over me.
Why?  Because I can.  I will have the rest of my life to clean my house but these girls are growing too fast not to stop and savor these moments.  I don’t want to forget these days. 
A few months ago I was on the phone with my Grandfather and we were talking about what I had been doing that day.  Like usual, I couldn’t think of anything I had done.  So, I just said, “I guess I just played on the floor with the girls.”  I was slightly embarrassed by my uncoolness.  His response was so great though.  He simply said, “You only get to do that for a short time.” 
This is what I do all day: (Warning: Tons of photos ahead…I’m getting you caught up on the past few weeks).
Our little stair steps…another one is coming in October. (not mine)  They are all already proficient I-Pad users.
Who is the favorite Aunt?  The one with the bubbles!
All of the girly cousins.  Five girls ages 3, 3, 2, 2, and almost 1)Sadie isn’t too sure about Easter.Notice the blue all over her?  She dropped an egg into the dye and it splattered all over her.  Note to self: Easter egg dye is hard to get off of your hands, chest, stomach, legs, nose, cheeks, and chin.

Looking for shapes in the clouds
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Looking with Daddy.Hard at work.Proof she once ate something other than a Cheerio.
Cutting strawberries for our fruit salad.

Whoa!

A double rainbow out our front door. We could see the full rainbow and it was beautiful.
If you look closely you can see where it touched the ground on the other side.  Kyle asked if I went looking for the pot of gold!

My favorite girls.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.