Lucky

Oh, Grace.  She's a funny duck.  Five years old,  full day kindergartner, attentive older sister,  and...aspiring shower vocalist.

Lately, she's been fighting every shower she has to take---bargaining to delay, begging for slightly increased dirtiness.  And yet...once she's in there, she never wants to come out.  She runs through every song she knows.  Multiple times.

The other day, I caught her singing, "if you're happy and you know it, scrub your [insert body part]" for a good ten minutes. She got pretty darn clean that day. :)

Never a dull moment with this one.  It's been a little rough adapting to a full day at school, but these things remain constant: Grace is a smart, caring, sensitive girl and I love her.

And little Luke.  20 months worth of pure joy, that one.  Wow.  What's not to love about that little red haired beauty?  He still doesn't talk much, but he makes up for that with some impressively expressive grunting skills.  He's fantastically cuddly and affectionate, he lives to sit in my lap and read stories, and he's obsessed with cars.  Obsessed.

Everytime we walk to the bus stop to pick up Grace, we have to leave with a ten minute cushion so that Luke can touch and examine every car we pass in the parking lot.  He hasn't starting kicking tires yet, but he'll get there.  Here's a snippet of our daily bus stop trip conversation:

    Luke: Uh!
    Me: Yes, that's a blue car.
    Luke: Uuuhhh!
    Me: Yep, it has tires.
    Luke: Uhhh!
    Me: Yeah, that one's a big, cool truck.
    Luke: Uhhh uhh!
    Me: Yeah, I like the shiny radiator, too.

So, I'm reminded of a scene from Toy Story 2.  You know, the part in Woody's Roundup where they show a small group of woodland creatures communicating an intense and fantastically detailed message to Woody by a short series of incomprehensible squeaks and grunts?  Turns out, totally realistic.  Who knew?  :)

So, so lucky to have such wonderful kids.  Life wouldn't be life without them.