Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Tommy and I stay in touch throughout the day by sending texts...and I often send picture texts to him of something funny (or random) the kids are doing. Last week during swimming lessons, I sent a photo of Isabella trying so hard to swim. Bless her heart, she was swallowing the pool in the process...but she would not give up. And in that moment...I thought I would explode...my heart was pounding and I was so filled with pride or love or something like a combination of the two....and so I sent the photo text with the caption, "Babe...Isn't it crazy how there are no words for how much we love these children?" I knew that he would understand....that he, too, has felt the same. A few minutes later as I was drying her off, my phone buzzed on top of the plastic table that held our belongings. I paused to check the message and smiled when I read his response.
Quite simply put, he just said...."There are no words."

Jack got his first haircut. I long for him to have long-ish hair...and I still hope he will...I love that look...But, his was seeming very mullet-ish and I found myself nervously slicking it down with wet fingers while introducing him to people.....soooo, we decided a cut was in order. I made the lady promise that she'd leave the top alone and just trim the mullet. And my heart seriously cracked as pieces of his babyhood fluttered to the ground. With each snip, he transitioned into a little boy. His face seemed longer and he seemed taller...and thinner....and, well, just older. Oh but he looked so handsome. So incredibly handsome.

Apparently he wasn't too excited to lose his mullet. Not even the Blow Pop I brought consoled him.

But how about a curler covered in hazardous perm solution? Ah yes, tastes great.

Daddy continues to urge him to stop eating the curler and to go for the lolli instead.

Both Tommy and I smiled as we realized that even his first haircut can't hide his genes...like father, like son.

Isabella loves the water table/sink we got Jack for his birthday. Except she continually gets in it instead of just playing with it. She has so much fun though...and that smile...and that crazy laugh! Who am I to tell her that it isn't actually made for getting in? It is so fun watching her blossom into a little girl. Her personality is such a mix of ours...and as you might guess, we think she is completely hysterical.

And really, truly....there are no words.


Ted said...

Tell Jack I still cry when I get a haircut which is not often. You and Tommy are correct, there are no words.

Anonymous said...

These pictures....these babies...be still my heart.

Anonymous said...

Sara--amazing words and amazing pictures. I can her Isabella laughing through the photo.

I can't believe how fast they grow up, just last week Tyler was putting on his jammies (which he must do alone) he comes running out of his room like nothing is going on and he has his undies over his pants instead of under his pants just to make us laugh. Of course he thought it was soooo funny which made it even more funny...

Seeing the kids happy fills my heart to the top. Thanks for sharing.


Casey Wallace said...

Beautiful post, Sara. Hey, I'm planning to be in town the last half of July. Let's definitely plan a get together with the kids. I'll email you the exact dates when it gets closer. Miss you!