Where does the time go around here? Long moments lead to short days, shorter weeks and then I look up and go “what? It’s March? Huh?” Somehow between the middle of the night feedings, stuffing as many vegetables as I can into quesadillas and pesto pasta, putting away outgrown children’s clothes, responding to work emails at 11 pm from my phone, and interrupted dinner conversations I look up at a baby who’s no longer a newborn and a child who’s no longer a baby. That was a long sentence, but not unlike what my life feels like these days.
Then there’s this – where I turn around from making dinner and find Clare reading a book to Sam. Makes my heart skip a beat…
The first almost-warm day of the year where we all go out onto the neglected back deck to soak up a little bit of sun.
And Grandma T’s visit!! We can’t forget that! As you can see, Sam was especially thrilled to see her. Her timing was perfect since Samster has suddenly become a little social butterfly. I mentioned in my last post that he’s not the smiliest baby but, in classic fashion, he seems to be reading my blog and has turned into a very smiley kiddo. I couldn’t be happier to be proven wrong. 
I mean, really, is that not the cutest smile you’ve ever seen? Besides his huge smiles Sam has taken his quest for motion to another level. He’s not rolling yet, but he tries his darndest by dropping one shoulder, trying to pull his knee up, etc. to get turned over. I give him a week or two to figure it out. The crawling may take a while longer (I hope!) but Adam told me he bets Sam is crawling by May. To that I put my fingers in my ears and sing “la la la la la!” so I don’t hear him.
Besides baby snuggling, Grandma T spent the obligatory time reading to the kids, playing Clare’s little make-believe games, and listening to her endless stories about the world. You never know what she’s going to come up with or what tall tale she’s going to tell about “a girl who lives in a truck” or a “kitty who ate a sandwich” or “a lion who misses his Mama.”
