A few minutes to reflect...

Maybe it is because I haven't felt good now for 3 weeks...Maybe it is because I have a slow day and I'm not hurrying off to workout or run errands...but today as my 3 younger kids crossed the road to go to school I stopped and watched and thought about how much I love them and lucky I am to be their mother.

I love how Brooklyn holds Chloe's hand to cross the busy street.

I love how Nathan is always running everywhere he goes.

I love that Chloe wears a dress or skirt everyday that she can and I love how cute they look with her pink converse.

I love that Nathan always looks back at me and blows me a kiss for the whole world to see.

I love that Nathan usually has bed hair and doesn't care (I gave up that battle a long time ago).

I love that Brooklyn likes to go to school with her younger siblings even though she is at school 45 minutes early everyday because whether she would say it or not she loves being with her family.

I love that Nathan is always wearing sport shorts and he loves the way he looks in them.

I love that Brooklyn is so responsible and concerned all the time-while Nathan is blowing me a kiss she is reminding him to pay attention to the road and the cars.

I'm thankful today for a few minutes to reflect on my blessed life:)

Conversations with my 5 year old....

On 9-9-2012

Chloe: "Mom, do you remember when you were little and Clayton was in your tummy?"

Me: "Yes, I remember."

Chloe: "Were you awake when they cut your tummy so he could get out?"

Me: "They didn't have to cut my tummy to get Clayton out."

Chloe: "How did he get out then!"

Me: "Ummmmmmmmm...(and then some silence-taking my time so I would use the right word."

Chloe: "Oh I know, did he come out like the baby goats do?"

Me: "Yep-that's how he came out:)"

On 9-11-2012

Our family was all driving in the car and Scott was having the kids share their favorite memories of me for my B-day.  They had all shared memories except for Chloe and when it was her turn she took a moment to think and then began to share one of her favorite memories of which I was not a part.  All 3 of my others kids stopped her...

Brook: "Chloe, we are sharing our favorite memories of mom. That story has nothing to so with mom."

Chloe: "Well, this isn't fair cuz I don't know any of mom's memories!"