Just Like Christmas

I heard a quote the other day to which I gave a hearty “AMEN”.  “When parenting, the days are long, but the years are short.” Yesterday, kind of out of the blue, Jon said, “You know, having the girls is like having Christmas every day”.  I smiled, agreed and thought about all the sweet, endearing things the girls do day-to-day.  I also thought, “Jon isn’t home with the girls everyday!  It isn’t just all giggles and sweetness around here”! 

 

I woke up this morning, remembering the line about Christmas and prayed that God would give me the grace to just enjoy the girls and chuck my to-do list (that I never get done anyways) out the window. 

 

We blew bubbles, read, sang, ate an extra serving of fruit (they think it is candy), cuddled and and I stopped to just bask in the delightfulness of two babies discovering the world..

I enjoyed the way Adia kisses herself in the mirror and blows bubbles…

And the killer way that Jada’s hair is coming in…

And their delight with a new toy…

And the way that Adia is catching up to Jada in her mobility, both on the verge of crawling away…

And the way they interact…

And the way that Jada always finds that blue ring and tries to put it on her head…

And the way Adia has started to tilt her head when she smiles…

And the way I hear Jada say, “dad” and Adia say “bob” all day.  (We are still working on making “mama” their go-to noise)…

When Jon was done with work, we finished the day with Blueberry Pomegranate Swirl Chocolate Chunk ice cream cones and enjoyed the beautiful evening. 

As I rocked them, I looked deep into their big, dark brown eyes and thought, “I wouldn’t trade this for the world”.

I guess it did feel a lot like Christmas.