Flashback to the preschool years

February 2005

Today is the birthday of our second child - C.  Actually, as I write, she is sitting on my lap, smiling and giggling in my face, twirling my hair with her fingers.  She is supposed to be sleeping, its 339 pm and she has a big night for her birthday.  I came in here to write when I heard her coming out looking for me. Oh well. Such is life at this time for me. 

I love my children with all my heart.  They make me smile and laugh.  They also make me mad and frustrated.  Right now, she laid her head down on my chest, her hand a firm grasp of my hair, and I hear her sucking her lower lip.  So she is tired.  I guess she just needed some cuddle time.  

            I love to cuddle with my children.  To soak up their love and to lavish my love on to them.  I also love to hug my husband and give him a kiss in front of the children.  "C" will say “I want a hug too.” She likes to be a part of mommy and daddy hugs.

            Lord, I want to obey you.  I want to walk in your way.  I want to live effectively and efficiently, but you should see my house.  In fact, I am going to go lay "C" down and take some pictures to keep with this journal entry.  I get bogged down with the clutter, but don’t know how to get rid of it.