September 27, 2013

This morning, on our way to dropping Clark off at preschool, we were stopped at a stoplight and Clark observed that there were two black people in the car next to us. He asked me if I knew why some people were black. I asked him what he thought. He said, "Some people are black because they drink too much coffee!" Oh, the logic of a four year old.

September 25, 2013

This morning I was holding Vivian and she was happy and looking around. Clark was standing by us and staring at Vivian with a grin on his face. As he continued to stare at his new, little sister he said, "I'm going to marry her (Vivian)." He was so pleased with his new found thought; he couldn't stop smiling. Then he said (for the 30th time since Vivian was born), "I love babies." He is the sweetest, little boy in the world. I love his pure thought and love for others.

September 11, 2013

Vivian was 5 days old and we were all feeling a little restless. So, we decided to take a last minute trip to Costco to get out of the house. It was almost 5p.m. and didn't think about rush hour. Once we were on the freeway we decided to just bite the bullet and continue on the road- even though it was stop and go traffic. The kids were doing fine with the long trip with the exception of the occasional outburst from Vivian. We were almost to our destination and Clark began to complain incessantly about a sore throat. As I turned around to tell him that we couldn't do anything about it until we got out of the car I watched him projectile vomit into his lap. My darling, little boy continued to vomit until I was convinced there couldn't be anything else in his stomach. Somehow he managed to keep it all in his lap and carseat. We pulled into a parking lot and I stripped Clark down until he was completely nude while Brent went into a restaurant and got take out bags to put Clark's clothes in. As we drove back home we all couldn't help but laugh at the situation and how Clark's little, nude bum was sitting on a cold car seat. Sweet, sweet boy was calm as can be even though he was naked for the 20 minute drive and his sisters were whining and crying.

Things calmed down after we got home, Clark and Victoria got a bath, and Vivian had been fed. While  I put Vivian down for her nap I couldn't help but cry with gratitude for all of my darling, little blessings: Claire, Clark, Victoria, and Vivian. The Spirit was so strong as it reminded me of the pure joy these beautiful babies give me. I was overwhelmed with thanks for my sweet children. I love each and every one of them. Even during chaos.