Spring Break 2011

Grace at the library, she is sooooo a computer girl!

Jenn playing at the library.

Making bunny masks at the Library.

Grace actually asked me to take her picture! She was very proud of the train she built!

Spending a little extra time in our Pajamas!

Grace had Spring Break this week. I thought we were going to have a ton of things to do and I was really excited for it. Well, the girls vetoed a lot of what I had come up with and just had no interest in it. I wanted to play outside, it was horrible crappy weather this week! Basically what I am saying is that Spring Break was a bit of a bust!

The good parts of Spring Break, sleeping in (30 minutes more then usual counts!), staying in our pajamas all day, or at least til we had to go somewhere! We read a TON of books, we made beautiful pictures for Daddy, we went to the library, the girls even had a Princess dress up day. Overall we had a good week, my least favorite part of every week is how and when they fight! They fight over toys, or course, and how they always had it first, and then they yell at each other and sometimes they scream really loud, and then the crying comes. The crying is the worst part for me, it is totally exhausting, I despise it, I just can't understand it. When I ask Grace why she is crying she usually says "I don't know", this week she finally told me that her feelings were hurt and that is why she is crying. To understand now, why she cries makes the whole world in a new light for me. I am still working on how to solve the snatching and grabbing situations that happen on an everyday occurrence. I wonder if I am the only mom that has this issue, I hope that every day is going to be better then the last, sometimes after I put the girls to bed I just take the worlds biggest sigh of relief for I had survived that day.

I know they will only get older and that they will not be little for long, for goodness sake, Grace will be in Preschool for a full day in just 5 months, yes 5 months and then my oldest child will be gone all day. Then my really crazy, hectic life starts with school functions, sports, dance class, and all that good stuff. I know I need to take it all in, I know I need to stop and breath and be great full for the amazingness (I think I just made that word up) of the kids that I have. I try, I try so hard to remember these things, but sometimes I forget, I am not perfect, nor do I try to be (that might be impossible for me). But I know I love my girls and I know that they are teaching me more then I could ever teach them. They just won't know that until they are Mom's themselves.