parker jane + jolie grace.
there has been a whole lot about miss Baker lately. which might be expected.. she rocked our world about 7 months ago and we absolutely cannot imagine life without her in it.
my big girls. my little loves. they have grown and changed and basically are full of sass these days.
our new normal seems to be just trying to making it through the day in one piece but honestly I am impressed every single day by their ever changing love for one another, their friends at school, their teachers, their BB (good gracious they LOVE their BB), and the sweetest of them all- their love for the littlest sister.
some days it seems impossible to think how much time has passed since they were born. my time on bed rest. the doctor appointments, the stress tests, the blood work- and then their arrival. that was like a million years ago.
my memories of that time are so vivid. I will never forget.
but what I also never want to forget is this time right now. this time when they have become some of the sweetest little girls I’ve ever met. its amazing how quickly your ‘oldest’ babies grow up when you bring a newborn home. they look like they grow about an inch every single morning when they come strolling out of their room.
‘mama! green light is ON!’
yes. thank you. stupid green light.
with hearts of pure gold.
“mama- you have you keys?!”
“mama- you have to be berry carefurrl”
yes, I will be very careful.
they are so in tune with the world around them, and I am halfway in disbelief when they come to me and chat me up about the most random things they ave picked up just in the last few months
singing loud and clear “Jesus loves me” as we walk through costco.
they love Jesus and talk about Him often. something that makes me beam with pride. even when they share the love at the top of their lungs. its beautiful.
simultaneously saying their ABC’s (correctly) as they run circles around the island in the kitchen.
saying phrases that I have no idea where they picked them up.
chasing the dog through the backyard: “daphneeee! hold you horses!!!”
..in a public restroom: “mama- you poop??! let me get you a wipe.”
no Jolie. I did not poop. thank you for my wipe.
loosing her beloved wubby monkey for the ONE BILLIONTH time: “this is NOT GOOD.”
Baker- you get my nose?! Baker you such a stinker-butt!”
the day she calls her teacher a stinker-butt..
“you look so pretty. I wuv you hair, mama”
..seeing me in a dress ” mama, where you pants?!”
counting to twenty.. although they always get stuck on number 17.
“eleven. twelve. thirteen. fourteen. fifteen. sixteen. seventeen. seventeen. seventeen…“
where does dada work?? FIRE TRUCK!!
where does mama work?? GROCERY STORE!!
“mama- we going to tarrrrget?”
..in the drive thru at starbucks: “mama- we have to wait you turn for you coffee.“
good lord they are obsessed with peppa pig. Jolie has all but perfected the english accent and her daddy pig snorts are painful. their BB brought them each a peppa pig doll and she hasn’t left their little hands in four days.
they also love my little ponies + anything disney princess + and the littlest pet shop.
about 90% of the day you can find them in their ballerina tutus + butterfly wings. much to my surprise Parker is the one that is playing dress up more than Jolie – whereas 6 months ago it was the complete opposite. these days Jolie prefers to be dressed from head to toe- socks and shoes on and hair done with a bow to match.
thats just Jolie.
while Parker strips down to her underwear and pulls out her hair the moment we walk in the door. its a battle if we are home for just a short while with plans to leave later in the day and I have to re-dress and re-do her hair.
thats just Parker.
I would never change a single thing about this time in our lives. it is complete chaos just about everyday and in the moment I find myself counting the minutes until bedtime, and then I miss them tremendously after they are sound asleep.
they are busy.
they are moody.
they are c r a z y.
they are e x h a u s t i n g.
they are the most amazing little girls you will ever meet with love to give bigger than you can imagine
even on my worst day they can bring me back to reality with their curious demeanor and sweetly spoken words:
“I wuv you so much.”
Oh my sweet babies. I love you. more.