Thoughts

There for awhile I thought Matt's food container fetish had subsided. Most of his boxes and containers had been sent to the recycle bin since he hadn't been playing with them. I suppose old habits never really die because over the past few weeks he has a full blown collection of pantry items to play with. Yesterday Matt was sitting on the kitchen counter like always after we returned from the gym. He was selecting a snack and he then proceeded to empty out the cabinet of its contents. I finally coerced him off of the counter so I could go take a shower, and when I came back this is what I found. It's a combination of things from the cabinet, things from his own personal stash, and even a few items he grabbed from the refrigerator. The boy loves to stack and sort, and this display is quite impressive. I like the height he got on that one stack, but my favorite has to be the cereal boxes all in a row each topped with a box of jello. All facing the same direction of course. I'm telling you, the boy has a real future at HEB.

I went to the grocery store this morning without the child or infant. Round trip, it took me 45 minutes. When I have both kids it takes me at least an hour and a half,and I'm usually talking or explaining things the whole time. Today it was silent. And I didn't have to stare at the massive wall of yogurts forever waiting for Matt to make a decision.

The cat thinks it is okay to jump into the crib with Will at night and snuggle up next to him. I do not. To irritate me even further he then decides to sleep on top of my feet. I swear he just sits and plots different strategies to get on my nerves.

There's nothing more gross than hearing spit up hit this floor while I'm carrying Will. And then to find it on my feet and flip flops. Ew.

Make fun of me if you must--I won't blame you--but to pass the time while nursing I will occassionally watch A Baby Story on TLC. I tear up everytime the baby is born. Maybe it's because I'm ridiculously hormonal. But mainly I think it's because there is nothing more incredible than seeing your child for the first time.

This: "But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions--it is by grace you have been saved. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the imcomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus." Ephesians 2:4-7 I am in Him. He is in me. I am one with Him. So powerful, it blows my mind.

The stars have aligned: both of my children are asleep. Aaaahhh.