Wednesday, August 19, 2009
It Doesn't Get Better Than This . . . . .
So I am putting the twins to bed and going through the nightly ritual. Reading FOUR MILLION books and trying to get them to come over and say their prayers. I am running out of patience because Casey is gone and I am tired, school starts tomorrow and I still have to read with the big boys. Nick won't get out of the rocking chair and is mumbling something. Sophie is in the middle of her prayers and says, "Mom, Nick needs ya." I tell Nick that Sophie is trying to say her prayers and to be quiet. I finally go over and Nick says, "Mommy, will you rock-a-bye me?" My heart melts. I really don't want them to grow up. They are still my babies and I still love to rock them. It doesn't get better than that. Sophie sings Wheels on the Bus while I rock Nick. Good Night. Come home soon Casey.
(The pictures are from Lake Powell, but I thought they were appropriate)