Spent the evening prepping a thankful heart for tomorrow. With the exception of their Dada, these peaches are at the top of my list. They’re a HOOT. I mean…
– Claire was up at 3:00 AM last night singing the Happy Birthday song to herself. Literally belting “Happy birthday to meee.”
– Olivia was up at 5:00 AM with the request to be snuggled “Just because, Mom.”
– Claire changed her clothes five times before picking *the one* (that happens daily).
– Olivia knows her clothes for the day before she cracks the closet.
– Claire asked if Baby Sisto was coming out today.
– Olivia told the whole OB office this AM that our baby is a girl and “we’ll have THREE girls in our family now. YES I’m the oldest.”
– Claire called Olivia a konky konk (their made-up word) and they laughed their heads off.
– Olivia called Claire and shum shum (their made-up word) and they laughed their heads off.
– Claire told me she wuved me and asked for one more hug as I tucked her in to sleep.
– Olivia told me I was the “BEST mom awive” after bringing her another glass of water in bed.
There are a handful of things in the real world that can sure tone down my confidence as a woman and mother, but the energy and love and friendship of my daughters is NOT one of them. I am at a loss of thankful words for describing how much my girls do for me – how much they mean to me. Take it all, Life, for so long as I have my little women by my sides (and I’m working hard to make it so), all is forever well. THANKFUL for my girls. 💛
