Helping our friends on their house has made me miss owning my own home and being able to renovate. The other day, while browsing the Home Depot website and dreaming about getting a new American Standard toilet. Is that not the most pathetic thing to dream about? But living in our current residence has taught me to appreciate the simpler things in life. Our current toilet wobbles every time you sit down and in all honesty, I would be lying if I said that we never broke a seat or two due to this wobbliness.

Anyway, if you wanted to know where I have been.. now you do. Not too much excitement on my end, but it’s my life nonetheless.

Back before having children, but yet still weighing out the idea, I remember telling Jeff that life would change forever once we made the decision to start having children.  In my mind, things would change, but not drastically.  And then Ethan and Addison came along and I was smacked upside the head with a strong dose of reality.  Life changed completely after the birth of my two children.  It was no longer about Jeff or myself, but about these two beautiful babes we created.  My life revolves around my children and their well-being.  I am not only their mother, but their personal chef, teacher, chauffeur, housekeeper, hygienist and stylist.  I am who they come to most when they need anything.

I think back to the days when I swore up and down that I never wanted to have children and pleaded with the OB/Gyn to remove my uterus muscle (true story) and have to laugh.  Back then I did not want children and now that I have them, I could not live without them.  So tonight, as I left Ethan with his great-grandparents, I felt a little sad.  He has stayed with family members before, on several occasions, but tonight I am having separation anxiety.  I am very much looking forward to picking him up from Granny’s tomorrow after Addison’s doctors appointment.

While she was asleep the other night, I decided to sneak the purse from her bedroom.  It needed a good washing after being covered in gallons of drool and Lord only knows what else.  As I opened up the purse, which doesn’t have a large storage capacity, I was amazed at how much stuff Addison crammed into that little thing.  She’s a hoarder y’all– filling that purse to the brim with everything she can find, no matter how insignificant.

Both her and her brother’s imaginations amaze me.  They can take the simplest things and turn them into something magnificent.  Two weeks ago, after spending the weekend with my grandmother, the kids came home with an arm full of goodies.  Ethan received a car tent, Addison a Disney Princess tent.  Ethan set it up to look like a little camping village, with their play kitchen in the middle, that he calls their “store.”  They will play for hours in their tents and running to the kitchen to buy food.  Addison will open that little purse of hers, pull out one of Ethan’s animal trading cards and away she goes.  She never actually walks away with anything, but has fun pretending she’s a big girl and paying for things.  Ethan will use one of his daddy’s old wallets, pulls out a quarter and drops it into his piggy bank to pay.

Watching them play melts my heart.  I hope that as they grow older, they continue to be the best of friends.