Twins

As I look at the photo that I just recently made my desktop, I am yet again in awe of the wonderful family that I have been blessed with.  Yeah, we have our problems and arguments.  We are just like any other family.  But through it all, and no matter what, we love each other.  Sure Mr O and Peaches will come crying to Handsome or I over something that the other did (or did not) do.  Yes, they are normal siblings.  But what I really love about these two kiddos is that when it is all said and done, they still are best buds.  They literally have to have each other to survive.  When one is sick, the other is worried and helping as much as they can by reading, pretending, and entertaining.  When Mr O was in school last year and Peaches was home just with mom for so many hours a day, the time seemed to hang for her.  I would read and play games and just in general spend time with her, but it wasn't the same.  She needed Mr O.  And on the flip side of that, he needs her.  When Peaches and I were gone for a few days, time seemed to hang for him as well.  Games and fun were to be had (Handsome is a great dad), but really, they are best buds and need each other.  It was a little funny to me the first time someone asked me how old my twins were (back when Mr O and Peaches were 3 1/2 and 2 respectively).  Now I am used to the question, but it really does ring fairly true to the way my children act together.  They have the drag and knock out fights, that much is true.  But mostly they are happy to be together, playing, pretending, and just being.  Together.  Mr O treats Peaches as much like a lady as a boy in 1st grade knows how.  On the flip side Peaches has helped Mr O with the ability to sit for any length of time.  Nice words are usually used between the two.  Arguments do happen, but they are solved fairly quickly and everyone goes back to normal. 

For clarification I do not want to give anyone the false impression that I have beautifully behaved children every single second of the day.  They are normal in that respect.  I just want to let the world know how much in awe I am of these two kids that, despite their differences and problems, they move on and love each other.  No matter what.  They are worst enemies.  But they are also Best Friends.  The kind of friend you'd walk through fire for.  I'm so thankful that I get to be their mom.

Evergreen

Because of where we live we are quite close to a place that means a lot to us as a family.  A place that holds memories.  A beautiful place that is always peaceful.  Where even the birds are reverent and only sing the sweetest of songs.  It looks to be a small park or a large yard at first glance.  The brick and wrought iron wall stands at attention for the passers-by.  The trees sway in the breeze and the flowers are sweet.  There was one specific portion of this beautiful place that we wanted to visit.  The place that holds so much for us.  The children held the flowers while we walked reverently across the grass.  There were no words.  None were needed.  Mr O and Peaches seemed to know what to do.  Gently setting the flowers to rest we stood for a moment listening to a beautiful bird singing in the tree.  Memories flooded my mind as we held hands.  This is a beautiful place full of beautiful memories.  Memories I wish we could share with those who rest there.  But we have faith, and we will meet again.  In another, far more beautiful, place.  With many, many more wonderful things to remember.

A Few Grains of Sand

I'm not entirely sure what it is, but there is something about salt water.  Or rather, visiting a beach that borders a body of salt water.  This, well, whatever you want to call it, causes kids to run wild, dogs to go a little crazy, and parents to sit back and laugh at the show.  I love visiting the beach.  The sand.  The rocks.  The inevitable taking home of some of both.  The sounds of the water slapping against the rocks. 

 The flowing and ebbing of life.  The tangy smell that seeps into your clothing and lasts for hours, fading slowly, a reminder of where you were.  The beauty of a gull in flight.  The simplicity of life.  Everything seems to be sharply contrasting.  The sea and sky.  Nature and humanity.  Sunshine and Rain.  There is a raw beauty about the ocean that will never be entirely understood.  It is something that mankind has no hope of ever controlling.  The ocean is wild, untamed, and beautiful.  No wonder sailors refer to it as a female.

Don't Be late!

This is one place of emplyment that you don't want to be "the new guy" or "the late guy."

Sam Cooke Said it Right

The moon belongs to everyone

The Best things in life they're free

The stars belong to everyone

They cling there for you and for me

Flowers in spring

The robins that sings

The sunbeams that shine

They're yours and they're mine

Love can come to everyone

Best things in life they're free

Moon belongs to everyone

The best things in life, they're free

Stars belong to everyone

They glitter there for you and for me

They are yours and mine

Flowers in spring

The robins that sing

Sunbeams that shine

Oh They're yours and they're mine

Love can come to everyone

The best things in life they're free

All of the good things

Every one of the better things

The best, best things in life

They're Free

The Strangest Thing Happened

This picture was taken several weeks ago now.  But I love it.  It is of a very unique subject.  There are no two identical flowers in the world.  Just as there are no identical humans.  These flowers remind me of those two humans that I held in my belly for 9 months, watched crawl and walk, and now walk to school with each morning.  These individuals are so much like the blooms in the picture that it is a little funny.  They are both good natured, laugh easily, and smile a lot.  They like to bring cheer into other's lives.  Unconditional love flows freely to whoever needs it.  The smile is for all, not just a select few.  Friendly faces in a crowd of strangers.  Beautiful.  Lovely.  Unique.

Still recovering from a wonderful weekend.  Post more tomorrow.  Love y'all!