Ukraine Adoption

Baseball games and sleeping in

I'm getting the morning routine down to a science: load up all the stuff into the car, then get Tara ready for the drive to pre-school. The first day, I think I made five trips back into the house for my purse, my coffee, my jacket, her lunch, you name it. Each day, fewer trips back inside. I'm doing fairly well. But then, this is a 2-year-old, so her job is to throw me off my game. She woke up this morning before I was ready for her, and, being the warm, sleepy, clingy toddler that she is in the morning, I had to haul her around like a football while I did everything else with one hand. And she didn't want her usual breakfast, she wanted peanuts. Hey, that's protein, I figured, so I gave her some in a cup. And then, oomph, into the car seat you go! Hey, where's your other shoe?

On the way, I looked in my rearview mirror and saw her smiling back at me, raising her eyebrows and waiting for me to imitate her, then laughing at me. Such joy, a child in your life. And now I have two.

This weekend, we will go to Austin's baseball game and we will play outside and maybe plant some flowers. We will visit Grandma on Sunday and Tara will meet Uncle John (aka Ice Man)and Aunt Anne (aka Stick Woman) for the first time.

Happy Mother's Day to all!