Wow. Today was packed with memorable moments and accomplishments around the house. The day began with waking up and actually feeling ready to get up. This hasn't happened to me in about eight months! It is nice to feel refreshed for a change instead of feeling like someone beat you up and then you were run over by a truck. The cool morning air that fall brings was blowing through our open bedroom window and our down comforter felt like a cloud. The kids actually slept in a little instead of showing up in our room at six thirty a.m. After Brian left for work I started boiling some eggs for our late breakfast...the house felt so cool that we had put breakfast on hold to pull out some long, forgotten fall/winter clothes. (That is why naomi is wearing black gloves in the pictures.) As the girls and I were hanging out in the kitchen someone said, "Hey, look at Sophia!" She had perched herself on the sill outside our kitchen window. We noticed yesterday that she had nestled down in our window box there under the window. She had made some funny noises and we thought perhaps she was going to lay her first egg, but after a while she flew off. Today she started to do the same thing. I started teasing the girls and telling them she had laid a big egg. The next thing we knew, Naomi started saying, "she did lay an egg! she really did, I promise!" Sure enough, there in the window box was a small pale, blue egg. It was like magic. I think I was more excited than the girls. Naomi called all of her grandparents and I fried it up for her. It had such a beautiful golden orange yolk and lovely, thick shell. (Naomi wanted to save the shell. She is quite the little pack rat.) Bethany started to be discouraged and pout because her hen has not laid an egg as of yet. After breakfast we went upstairs to tackle the girl's rooms. I can't even begin to describe Naomi and Bethany's room. We also decided to move their clothes back up to their own closets from the downstair's closet. It seems no matter what I do, there are girl's shoes and clothes strewn from one end of this house to the other. Naomi helped me carry the dresser up the stairs and I thought "like Nana, like mother, like daughter." Ah, we do love to move furniture. When Moriah awoke, I sat down to nurse her and Naomi asked me to help her fold a little origami craft she had been saving. It was something I used to fold all the time when I was a child, but for some reason I was having trouble remembering what to fold where. She had the instructions in one hand and both girls insisted I read the instructions, but I persisted explaining I knew how to do it and didn't need any directions. After a few minutes of struggling and saying, "hmmm, that's not right." Naomi finally added, "Pride goes before a fall." I had a good laugh at this little comment. So true! Out of the mouth of babes. Tonight the girls and I accomplished a big chunk of the organizing and picking up in their rooms. They are excited to have things a little different and I am excited to have bags full of "stuff" that we can say goodbye to. Exhausted after putting them to bed I came downstairs to check email and I overheard them talking. Naomi was singing some song she made up, "If I were the president, oh, if I were the president." And then I heard Bethany say, "Well, I just want to be a plain old mom." It's a quarter to ten and I am ready to turn this computer off. Three of my girls are sound asleep, but I hear one that sounds like a little mouse bumping around her room, quietly getting into this and into that, softly turning pages in a book to the faint light of her night light. Bump. A book just hit the floor. Perhaps Hosanna has finally succumbed to the sandman's call. My turn.
