Awake...

I am never the only one awake in my house. Often I am the only one asleep.  It's nice to be in the quiet. It's calming watching my guys sleep.  They're so peaceful.

10 Reasons- A LIST

I love lists. Love'em. So here's a fun one.

REASONS I LOVE YOU QUINN MOBLEY


1) You act like you’re going to give a kiss, you lean toward and purse your lips together and say “mmmhhhh” and then at the last second you turn and run away laughing maniacally.

2) When you’re mad, don’t get your way, feel like it… you run as fast as you can, fake crying, to the front of the house and throw your whole body down on the only place in the house that’s carpeted. You kick your feet and pound your tiny fists and then turn to look to see if one of us is watching.

3) You body bounce off of us and then look at us sincerely and ask “Alright?”

4) I say “Night-Night”… you say “Night-Night-Night”… I say “Night-Night-Night” … you say “Night-Night-Night-Night.” So forth and so on until I stop saying it.

5) You also do that with Hello. Only you pronounce it Heh-Whoa.

6) You’re ticklish on both sides of you body and the back of your legs and the bottoms of your feet.

7) You learn things SO FAST. You love your cars and we showed you once how to make them zoom and you got it and zoom them all over the house.

8) You look so much like your daddy it takes my breath away.

9) No matter how many times Thor Mobley tries to bite your fingers when you touch him, you love him so much. You keep feeding him and playing. He’s your best friend.

10) You have my eyes. I love looking in them and seeing me. It validates who I am as a woman. And bonus, they’re very pretty.

There, of course, are a thousand and one other reasons I love you, but here are ten for prosperity.

So I lied (AKA Happy Thanksgiving)

I said yesterday, I'm not going to post a blog about Thanksgiving. I'm just going to live it and not think about it.  But as I find myself up before dawn and waiting for my guys to rouse and thinking about what to put on the turkey.... I am inspired by a new friend's personal blog to commit to "paper" my emotions. (Thank you, Monica.)

For many, MANY years now, the holidays have been full of social gatherings, presents, food, etc... and, sure, they're fun and all, but when something is missing from them, they are left wanting.  This is Quinn's first Thanksgiving, first Christmas, first New Years, first everything.  And I am so proud and fulfilled this day that I cannot find the words to commit to my emotions.  I look at that baby sleeping and I cannot remember a Thanksgiving day without him... I think of my amazing husband still asleep upstairs and I cannot remember a past that he was not part of and I could not be more proud to be his wife  I love these two people with more depth and complexity than I knew was possible. My father, my sister, my extended family, my friends, everyone, I am honored to be in your life. I feel bound to you all in ways I didn't know I could. You fill each day with hope, laughter, love, and a sense of peace that I have not felt in many years- if ever. 

So I thank you. Each of you, for making my life better, making ME better. Without you I wouldn't be who I am today. Everyone should be so lucky.