Blessed Beyond Measure
It's almost Mothers Day so of course I'm reminiscing about my children's births and looking at them thinking how in the world did they get so big ? Everyday Zoe and I walk to Kieren's school to pick him up. If it's a sunny day (or really anything except for raining) they of course ask to play outside. This afternoon I was enjoying some sun on my ghostly white legs and the kids were riding their bikes/scooters around the back yard. Zoe talks non-stop these days. I think it's adorable. Kieren was riding her small bike that we can't put training wheels on (so it's more of a Skoot with pedals to them) and she says in a soft and serious voice, "If Kieren puts his feet on the pedals he will fall and get a big owie." She just stands there and I'm staring at her wondering when she got so tall, she looks back at me, gives me a wink and goes on her way. Patience has been a tough thing for me. I don't know if it's her attitude changi...