A glimpse of beaty!

First day of Thanksgiving break was to be a good day; we were going to see the cousins! There was much excitement and anticipation, and fun had by all.

As we drove home, earlier than the two older children would have liked, so that the youngest child could get her nap, I kept glancing in my rear view mirror. The battle is to prevent her from falling asleep during the drive as she is too old to transfer to her bed now without waking, so I had handed her a little ziploc bag of cereal to munch on. It did the trick, but Arran and Bryttain crashed hard, they were out cold. Arran very rarely naps any more and Bryttain about half the time these days so I decided to drive for just an extra ten minutes to maximize their little naps, taking the risk that Asia would remain awake and not have her chances of sleeping destroyed.

I am so glad that I did, or I would have missed the highlight of my day. As I did my U-turn on a quiet country road, preparing to head home finally, I caught, out of the corner of my eye, the end of a rainbow. I LOVE rainbows. They lift my spirit. Every time I see one it is like a little gift that God is personally handing me. It makes no difference that everyone else can see it, it is for ME! I will never cease to feel the excitement, they will never become just another sight to take for granted, it is an amazing feeling that is hard to put into words.

Sometimes we can get bogged down by the dreariness, the rain, the stresses and strains of this life, but all it takes is a small shaft of sunlight at the right angle and we can be surrounded once again by wondrous beauty. Without the struggles we would not be able to appreciate these precious moments. It was a much needed reminder, for which I am very grateful.

Sweet dreams

I LOVE it when my children are sleeping. No, it is not just the peace and quiet (which I do enjoy) it is being able to peek at them, peaceful, all innocence, it just blesses me. When they are napping, or at night before I go to bed, I just cannot help myself, I have to catch a glimpse and have my breath taken away once again. I am never disappointed.

Yesterday at nap time, Bryttain was being a little monkey. She was in and out and up and down, long before the other two had crashed. I myself was desperately tired (once again due to Miss Bryttain who continues to insist on waking up EVERY night around 12-1am, since the forced departure of her dummy/pacifier) so I suggested she lay down with me and cuddle. That lasted all of five minutes. She informed me that she wanted to go back to her bed, then a few minutes later asked if she could sleep in her room on her dog. I was approaching la-la land by that point and told her groggily that was fine.

It was about ten minutes later that it registered what she had asked and that it was finally quiet, so I forced myself to go and investigate. There, lying in the middle of the kitchen floor, fast asleep was my precious girl, who had finally crashed. She was indeed on top of the kids' huge dog with a blanket.

It was too cute, and ridiculous all at once. I have no clue how she comes up with these ideas.

Oh hi doggy! Please forgive me for all the times I have wanted to get rid of you
because you are so big. You were made for such a time as this!