A Month of Being Thankful "M" is for Mia

There isn't a day or even a minute that goes by that I'm not thankful for having been blessed with Mia. Mia is the embodiment of love, joy, kindness, curiosity, adventure, and energy all rolled up into one exuberant little girl who has a verve for life like no other. She is a tom boy one day digging in the mud and a very girlie girl the next dressed in one of her many princess dresses. She is always asking questions and desires to know and learn all she can. Mia is a great big sister that thrives in teaching Wyatt how to do something. Mia is just Mia and we love her so much.

Now, don't get me wrong, we have our rough moments for sure, times when she hears you but doesn't move a muscle, times when she's just not going to budge when all you really want is an inch but the sweet moments wash all bad ones aside like a wave washes the beach clean everyday. There were footprints or anger there one moment and with one wave of water or emotion, they are gone and the moment is new again.

Mia is amazing in every sense of the word and Cary and I can't really remember life in such bright color before August 1, 2005.

I love you Mia!!

A Month of Being Thankful "K" is for Kindness

Nothing makes our home warmer than when our two darlings show kindness towards one another. It's pure, it's sweet and it melts my heart. Kids are honest and you know just where you stand with them every minute of the day. When Mia and Wyatt are being kind toward one another, towards their friends and to Cary and me, I have to pause and soak it up...it's those moments that remind me how truly blessed I am be able to share my life with them. The moments of true kindness make the rough moments that much more tolerable and remind me what kind of an example I need to be to them not just when I feel like being kind, but all the time.

Overheard In The Backseat

Yesterday we were on our way to the doctor to get the kids the Swine Flu immunization. Mia was pretty OK with the idea because she knows she always gets a treat after. Wyatt is just 2 now and knows that shot = poke = ouch...so he's wasn't quite as willing. What was overheard..."Wyatt, I'll go first so I can show you how to be brave". My heart melted and I gave Mia a big thank you. So, now both kids are pretty ready for where the car is headed. We arrive, I get them out of their car seats, we walk in to the office just to hear these words, "we're out". UGH! Back to the car with big hugs for being so brave and an extra special thanks to Mia for being such a BIG big sister.

I hope this trip plays out so nicely in 2 weeks :)