Sleepy Little Ones

It's 7:30 am and the littles are all sleeping.  They should have all been awake 45 minutes ago but most of them coughed through the night and all of them fell straight to sleep when I put them to bed last night so today I decided they needed some time to rest.  I am so thankful I'm not dragging them out of bed every morning so I can go to work.  This morning in my prayers I felt particularly thankful I get to be with them through most of the seemingly unimportant things each day.  For I believe those things are the things that bind us as a family. 

I spoke with Anna on the phone yesterday.  She is in the midst of 1st trimester pregnancy.  She is as sick as can be.  I feel so bad for her.  We laughed (I think mostly to avoid tears) about how awful pregnancy is... WORST event of my life and yet how miraculous the whole journey is.  And somehow we forget and do it to ourselves over and over and over and in some cases over again.  And all for the love of those sweet faces sleeping upstairs who in just a few minutes will probably come down the stairs, blanket in hand, bed head and morning breath and hug and kiss me like they haven't seen me in weeks.

How did I get so lucky to be their momma?

Good Bye Hannah

Last night the three older girls came down the stairs and turned in their Hannah Montana paraphernalia to me.  I didn't ask them to.  I didn't even think they should necessarily.  In fact, I never thought much of it.  They came down stairs handed me all their pjs and such and said, "Will you take this stuff to Good Will. She's not as pretty as she was then.  We don't want these."

On New Year's Eve Miley Cyrus was one of the entertainers and I did say I didn't want them watching her segment of the show because she was she was sleazy.  But I didn't say much more than that. Before she performed they interviewed her a bit and it was sad and gross and disappointing but the girls actually asked to mute the TV or change the channel.  

I was sure proud of the girls and their ability to see, on their own, that Miley Cyrus is not the Hannah Montana or even the Miley Cyrus they once adorned.  She was their first movie star stuck person.  It's too bad they have to be disappointed.