Sunday, August 2, 2009

Miss 9 and Miss 11 are sitting outside the pizza place waiting for our order to be ready. I am sitting in the car watching them so they are safe. They are so adorable in their cute jeans and cuter t-shirts. They are laughing. I can't hear them laughing but I can see that they are and I have heard their laughter so many times that it rings in my ears anyway. They are comfortable and happy, the way I always wanted them to be. To others they are beautiful young future-woman. To me they are 2 and 4. They have chubby cheeks, mischievious grins and they waddle when they walk. They need me to hold their hand while they cross the road and wipe off their milk moustaches before they run off to play. I love who these girls are now and I look forward to knowing the women they will become...but I miss my babies.

Highs of the Day
Bonanza Pizza for dinner...yum!
Harper's Island (even though it doesn't start until 12:15am and Channel 10 thought they should take a break from the show so close to the finale...shame on you channel 10!)
The Office (you're forgiven channel 10)
Gorgeous weather
Realising that my girls are growing up
Lows of the Day
Tripping over everything I come across
My Samsung printer
Shrink wrap (I will rid the world of this horrible product, mark my words!)
The absence of 24 for the second week in a row (Get with the program channel 7)
Realising that my girls are growing up


  1. Thanks for stopping by my blog! Yours is lovely! And pizza for dinner- yumm! Have a great day XOXO

  2. So you totally understand! It's just so hard to believe that my kids are as old as they are! I have one kid in high school and one in did that happen?

  3. I'm the wrong person to ask. I'm still trying to figure out how my son got his license! Isn't he 5?

  4. I totally understand! My babies are already 9 and 6...but in my eyes, they are just newborns. As girls, they are in their "independent" stages, and I always feel the need to feel "needed" by them. So sad!

  5. I know how you feel about the girls growing up being a high and a low! It hurts but it's bittersweet, especially with my 10 year old girl...she's a young lady and I have to give her more freedom and privacy, etc...:(