Freeze

I've decided that if I could have a super power, I would totally pick freezing time. I would be called Freeze Girl, and I would freeze my life right now. I realize how fast time is going by, and I don't like it...not one little bit. I love this season of my life and I love the stages that my kids are in.

Maya

I love that she is a deep thinker. When we read scriptures she has lots of questions, and she amazes me by how much she understands.

I love that she is old enough to have some fun, and interesting conversations with.

I love that her favorite shows are So You Think You Can Dance, edited first by me of course, and Wipeout.

I love that she tells me everything...and I mean everything. There are no secrets between us and I hope that never changes.

I love how she loves to take care of Camden. She understands that most of the time, his needs come first, and not only does she accept it, she insists on it.

Best of all, I love that she loves me so much, and that she thinks I am the coolest person on the planet.

Eden

I love her spunky personality.

I love the way she thinks. She always has the most interesting things to say...for example, the other day she was at my mom's house talking to me on the phone. She interrupts me and says:

e- "Hey mom, is the house moving?"

me- "What?"

e- "Is the house moving?"

me- "Uh...what do you mean?"

e- "You know, like is it shaking?"

me- "No. Why are you asking?"

e- "Because I am swinging on the swings while I am talking to you."

Last night after scriptures, I was explaining something to Maya when Eden kept interrupting me. I just ignored her so she got upset and then said...

"You know how sometimes you get mad at me because I don't pay attention, well it's because I am thinking about what you are saying and I am seeing pictures in my head and it is very interesting."

Oh and the other day while we were at my sister's house, Eden made this observation...

"It's like Max (my pastey white little nephew) is McCain and Camden is Obama" I know...she is ridiculous! I am not making any of this up!

My poor girl is still a germaphobe and I don't think that will change anytime soon. She gives me a report every Sunday after church about who put what in their mouths and who didn't wash their hands... Even though it can get totally annoying it is endearing and I love her for it.

Camden

What is there not to love?....I mean really.

I love his morning squeals that are finally turning into cries.

I love how he is just now realizing that he can make his voice loud.

I love how he smells.

I love how he clings onto me for dear life and eats my shoulder.

Camo loves to be held and it requires great discipline for all of us to let him be...after all, the kid has to learn how to crawl someday. He is such a slimy little guy because he puts everything in his mouth. He especially loves to try and put his whole fist in his mouth. The thing is, the smell of spit grosses me out, but because it's his spit it's okay. I know that all that drooling only means one thing....teeth. I don't want them. I'm not ready to see his gummy little smile turn into a big baby with teeth smile.

Me and Aric

(This picture is lame but I'm too tired to find a different one)

I love that we still like each other. We aren't just stuck with each other...well technically we are, but we actually enjoy it so that makes me happy.

I love that we are young enough to remember how things were when we were dirt poor, and how we were still happy even though we had nothing but hand-me down furniture and a purple van. And yet, we are still old enough to have had some serious life experience. That life experience has given us wisdom and perspective, and made us better partners, parents, and people.

I mostly love that we still have the energy to play whiffle ball in the backyard with our kids. The best part is that our kids think we are amazing ball players because we can hit the ball over the fence.

So just for fun I am going to try and freeze time right now...

FREEZE!

Okay, so I didn't stop time, but I will always have these moments frozen by technology.

I know that someday, I will look back and remember this time in my life. I don't want to remember the the stress of a crappy economy, the frustration of the adoption, the days that never seem to have enough hours, or the messes that seem to rule my life.

What I do want to remember are the little tiny moments that flutter by, the ones that don't seem like anything special when you are living them. You know, the ones that are impossible to remember because there are so many of them every single day...

...Like the moments when I hear the garage door open...that means Aric is home. That means the reinforcements have come.

...Like the moments when I have to hide Camden's bottle while feeding him his solids or else he will freak out.

...Like the moments when I have to kiss Eden's owies because my kisses make them feel better.

...Like the moments when I have to snuggle Maya in her bed because she had a rough day with a friend.

...Like the moment every night that I tuck my kiddos into bed with a hug and a kiss. Somehow those nights have turned into years, and I can't remember what Maya and Eden looked like sleeping in their cribs. I can barely remember their little voices that always asked for one more hug, or just one more drink. Those moments used to annoy me, but now I miss them.

So since I haven't got any super powers....unless you count juggling a million things at once...I will just have to settle for enjoying every darn moment with my peeps. Even though I won't remember every single moment, I will remember how good it felt to be a mom during those moments. To make sure I make the most of my moments, (can I say moment just one more time...) my blog time will have to take a hit, so I will be slower to read and comment, but I will still be here...oh yes...I will still be here.