Zoe is wiggling around on my lap and we just got back from the beach where we saw all our friends from the playgroup. It's a beautiful spring day outside and I smell suntan oil and sand on us which is always a good thing. London is passed out in her crib from digging holes and building castles. Roxy is asleep upside down on the couch as usual.
Life is going well and I can't complain. Yes, there have been some speed bumps here and there with the baby adjustment but we're fine. I keep reminding myself to just enjoy the here and now because it really does go by so quickly and I don't want to wish it away because of some sleepless nights. My girls are such a gift and I'm so excited to be able to raise them and see how they will turn out. It's fun to think of all the things we get to do together and how cute they will be when they start playing together-minus the inevitable squabbles.
My husband just planted flowers for me outside and is making our yard pretty. He probably doesn't realize that when I say "I love you" to him that I mean it as much as I did the first time I said it, but maybe he'll catch on. Isn't it funny how we get used to saying it and hearing it? The most meaningful phrase loses its luster when heard regularly. How sad. What can we do to revive it? That's my thought for the day...
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