his arms

The sun was setting and I was being still and watching the chickens all head home for the night. Tucker joined me and began asking about the meadow voles that i had been telling him about. I told him that this was the time of day they like to come out and forage. So we sat quietly and watched as one came out of its home, then Rollin joined us and then Fynn. So there I sat enjoying a peaceful moment with nature and my sweet boys,.......................however the mosquitoes were out and trying to feast on me. Finally I said out loud "I wish I had my sweater" Fynn looked at my bare arms and leaned over and wrapped his arms around as far as they would go and said "this will warm you up". And it did.

In Real Life

Fynneus was the last one at the table this evening finishing his dinner. Thadeus and I were nearby when he looked at us and raised his eyebrows and stated: "In real life I'm tall. Taller than both of you, Like a teenager."

Using Words

We have had a couple of wonderful weeks complete with a nice break in the winter weather and some really wonderful company. Of course we had school and all the regular errands to run including doughnut delivery to the nursing home. Unfortunately all the excitement has ended presently with mild illness running its way through the household. Which of course makes for a serious case of the crankies, to which Fynn and Rollin seem to be most susceptible closely followed by me I fear. So tonight as I tucked the two little ones into bed Rollin continued to inform me of all the wrong doings of his little brother. Then as I turned to kiss and Hug Fynn he said "yeah and when you yell at us I just want to punch you". My first reaction was a chuckle, which I held back, but then I felt so sad to know that I evoked this feeling from my own sweet child. I apologized for my downfall and he replied ever so sweetly "but I do love you".

I spend a lot of my days trying to help the boys form words and sentences to go with their feeling and emotion as an alternative to reacting with physical contact or outburst and it is somewhat humbling when they get it right, as their honesty is no easier to swallow. But it is their reality and my place to accept that and help them through it when I am able.

the hair cut

The Babe

Thadeus sat on the wooden bench that my dad made for me when I was seven. The boys were moving through the bedtime routine after a long evening at wrestling practice. Fynneus joined Thadeus on the bench and threaded his small hands in and around Thadeus' arm and leaned his head into him. He spoke tiredly, "I bet you aw da ownwee one dat knows how to skin a deea and a fox". He paused for a moment and added "well maybe Babe Rufe". He went on to ask a few questions about Babe Ruth, including asking Thadeus to take him to see him play someday. But Tucker interjected the fact that He was no longer living. Fynn was saddened by the truth and with his head still resting on his daddy's arm asked "did you eveh get to pway basebahw wiff him?". Thadeus answered sweetly "no, I never did".

socks

It is freezing outside, still the boys wanted to go jump on the trampoline. They put on snow suits and hats and gloves and mittens. Tucker and Rollin made it out first. Fynn was still eating the eggs he insisted on cooking himself for second breakfast. When he had finished he ran to me asking "Mommy tan you help me find two ears of socks?" It took me a moment to find acceptable socks and as walked through the house in search of them Fynn followed me chanting "two ears of socks, two ears of socks". Before we could even get Fynn out the door Rollin came in, "it is freezing! DO Not go out there Fynn" he said. Fynn collapsed to floor and with a frown and a grimace declared "I am going out to jump on the twampoween". He made it out and jumped for less than five minutes before he and Tucker both had to retreat from the cold.

a Beautiful mess

There is indeed a beautiful mess inside my head and inside my home. Which shall have my attention? I am never able to decide, and that is why my life continues to be beautiful and messy.