Today was a bit of a lazy day for us. There's nothing wrong with that; we all need them every once in awhile. After sleeping in (for Victoria and me that's now around 7:30 or 8:00 a.m.), we sat around and drank coffee, made pancakes and slowly got ready for the day. Barret and Victoria left the house around 11:00 to spend some time together while I watched the girls. After feeding them yet again another meal (seems like our kitchen is always open these days), I decided to put Willow down for a nap at around 1:30 or so. I also put Poppy down at about the same time, but in a separate room. It's been unseasonably warm, clear and dry this last week and today was no exception, so I decided to take advantage of this great weather and relaxed in the backyard (like I usually do in the summer time) by calling my Mom and Dad. After speaking with them for awhile, I made a few more calls, wrote some notes to friends, and just basked in the warmth of the sun. By around 3:00 I figured I better go check on the girls to see how they were doing, so when I walked back inside the house I could hear Willow talking to herself at the top of her lungs. Her nap-times have turned into a regular pattern of lying around in the crib, "reading" books, singing to herself, etc..., oftentimes for over an hour or so before she eventually drifts off. Well, I decided I'd peek into the room to see what she was doing and wouldn't you know it? That climbing monkey was on top of her crib, straddling the railing on all fours and having the time of her life. I couldn't help but giggle to myself as I tried to sternly tell her to get off the crib and lie down. She's always been very compliant, so she looked at me, grinned and then immediately sprawled out on the crib mattress. She's just too dang cute.
While on the subject of cute, I was strolling along with the girls (all seven of us actually) through a busy street one evening during the Holidays right before Christmas. A man I'd never met before looked down at the double stroller with both girls in tow and then looked up at me and asked, "Are you ever able to say 'no'?" I replied, "It's pretty tough." He then looked down and back up at me, smiled, laughed and said, "Dude, you're dead." I think he's right.
Taming a Wild, West Willow,
Tom (& Victoria)
1 comment:
Willow must've loved posing for that photo. Were you laying on your back on the ground to get that shot?
mariam
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