Lyon on getting his foot stuck while wrestling:
"Hey, what's going on here?"
Lyon on a sudden downpour outside:
"MOOOMM!!! ITS RAINING!!! WE NEED TO GET OUTTA HERE!!!"
Lyon's rendition of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star:
"Twinkle twinkle little tar, how I wonder what u are. E ef gee, aych I jay kay el em en o p"
Lyon on why uncle Noah (Hamilton) sleeping in our living room:
"Mom, is uncle Noah sleeping there cause he made doodoo?"
Kiri's version of "itsy-bitsy spider"
"It-y bity pider climb up the water pout"
Things I've had to say in a very serious voice today:
"Lyon! Stop licking the TV!"
"Kiri, stop crying and stand up. You're in half a foot of water (at the beach)"
"Lyon, no more licking people"
"Kiri, move. Go dance somewhere else besides in front of the TV"
"Lyon, no you cannot drive the truck"
I feel so fortunate. I love my life. What a blessing to have two beautiful children and a loving, kind husband. Life is about perception-the glass is always half full for me. I find joy in the little things, triumphs, people, creation around me. We are moving forward. Lyon is turning 3 this month. He is fully potty trained (I thought it would never happen) minus peeing on the floor today because he was so excited about his new dump truck. Miss Kiri is almost two and talking up a storm. She doesn't quite take to dolls or girly things like that. Although she does like animals and insects. She likes to snuggle and Lyon like to wrestle. Whenever we want to lay on the bed and talk he insists on doing all his flying wrestling moves on us. We are trying to think of a good wrestling name for him. Some that come to mind are "the Flying Tamale" or "Captain Stinky Butt". Haven't decided yet. Anyways, the moments are precious and fleeting like the wind. You wish you could hold on to them forever, but they aren't meant to be held, just enjoyed and cherished in memory. More later...
