Ellie is my oldest. She is smart, very smart, an avid reader, lover of arts, and pretty darn good at anything she takes on. She's usually quite good to her sister and most of the time her and Max are also friends.
Max is my middle child in every way. He's kind, gentle, loving, sweet, easy to play with and spend time together, he just loves to have my attention, he's chatty and happy - unless he's not- when he's not he let's you know it. Hes in love with Clair and also really loves spending time with Ellie. But most of all he idolizes his dad. He looks up to him and wants to be just like him. Today he sat and watched David power wash for a good half hour or more. He was in admiration. He wants all the same tools that daddy has and he pays attention to how to use them. He's really clever.
Clair is my busy bee. She is just two, but she doesn't miss a beat. She knows what's happening at all times and usually knows what's supposed to be happening. She is ready to help and to set things straight at any moment. This morning she noticed David didn't have a shirt on when he got up, and she screamed short and then sat out around the room rummaging in draws to find him one. She brought him two and wondered why he didn't put one on instantly. She likes to be in charge. She has a good hold on me. She summons me into her bed at night quite often. She knows the position I need for the long haul and watches me until I fall asleep. She's adorable and has me wrapped.
I love my famil and am very thankful. Even though I haven't written for a while life marches on, kids drive me crazy and make me laugh and make me smile and prove to me every day that they love me and I'm not the worst mom in the world; though I have heard that once or twice from Ellie already, unfortunately.
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