rain has been pouring down almost nonstop since monday. no sunshine. no playing outside. no trips to the park. pajamas, fort-building, tv watching, story reading, bread baking and toys alllllllll over my floors. i've had a hard time this week. the weather has really bummed me out and there have been several things that have happened in the news that have been hard for my heart to take. i've felt cooped up and just blah. by last night i was lamenting to nick: "these floors!" "these toys!"
and i don't like being like that.
tonight was a blessing. it's still pouring outside, but my heart got pulled out of it's hum-drummness. and i'm glad.
we made waffles and bacon for dinner. while the batter was being pressed in the hot iron, and bacon was sizzling on the stove, we danced. all four of us. dancing in the kitchen. laughing, twirling, singing... i want to burn those images, those sounds in my mind so that i never forget them.
after dinner, and wiping the sticky-maple-syrup-fingers of two tired girls, we let them play for a bit before starting the bedtime routine. after getting them changed, they climbed up in daddy's lap and read stories as he rocked... again, moments i never want to forget. i took a picture for good measure:
when the story was over, i picked up bella. she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and squeezed tight. i laid with her in her bed and sang a song, read a book and prayed. she kept asking me to lay down with her "just a few more minutes", so i did, until it was time for the light to be turned out.
i stood in her doorway for just a bit longer, telling her how much i loved her, looking at her in the dark, memorizing how she looked all snuggled in her cozy bed in a sea of stuffed animals. and then she said it. that little voice that made my whole week feel totally and utterly full until bursting: "mama, we have fun together. baking cookies, and watching dora...we have so much fun, mom."
tears filled my eyes. "you're right, baby girl. we do." after i kissed her one last time, i closed the door and immediately went to find nick so i could tell him, through tears, what she had said.
my sweet girls,
i try with all my might to make memories for you and do special things with you that you will always remember. i want our home to always be a place that is full of sunshine, even on the cloudiest of days. i want it to be somewhere you truly love being; full of laughter, joy and a safe haven for you where you will know you will ALWAYS be loved.
and i pray that we will have fun together.
always, always. it's so important to have fun. to laugh, to dance, to play. let's do that forever, okay? even--and especially--when it's rainy.
love you to the moon and back (and back and back),
mama
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