I think I can...I think I can...

Here is little Ev boy trying with all his might to give his big sis a ride like she gave to him. He pushed and pushed with all he had and moved her about a half a foot before he said, 'my turn rae rae'. Nice try Ev, you gave quite the effort buddy.

And here is the highlight of my life...truly. When I saw Raegan strolling in pushing this little bundle in the laundry hamper...I about died. She and Ev were P.L.A.Y.I.N.G! What! I knew it was going to start somewhere, and there are bits and pieces here and there, but here they were really playing, inventing, creating, and having a lot of fun together. It was a beautiful moment:) Rae got a few pillows from our bed and made her 'baby' (Evan) a cozy bed in the hamper, stuck him in, covered him up, and began pushing him around the house. He layed there still as a rock. It was hilarious, and wonderful.

Warning: Farrah's thought content below. You know it can be
dangerous...but this one isn't, just long:)

And with that, it leads me to my next thought. So the other day, Shawn and I were both getting ready. He was off to work and I was off to the library with the kids. They do the most adorable programs there with the kids, and because it was a BLIZZARD (yes, it is April) out side, it was perfect. Anyway, I was struck with a grateful heart for what I get to do each and every day. Here Shawn is going to work, but I...I get to go participate in the greatest joy of life...watching my kids have fun, smile, laugh, play, interact, learn, grow up...and I get to watch it all. Yes, there are rough days and sometimes just rough moments throughout the day, but I take it with ease rather than a real day job. I'm so lucky and blessed I get to spend each and every waking moment with my two precious miracles. They bring me more happiness and joy than I could ever have imagined. I don't have the capability to even describe the unconditional love I have for them. Someone, recently, asked me if I was going to have more kids and when I replied, 'of course', they looked at me with an overwhelming eye of concern. I said, 'ya know, Ive come to realize that there is nothing more or nothing better in life than my kids...so why would I stop the joy there'. I only post these feelings because I think I have come a long way. Unfortunately, when I had Raegan, I had a rough adjustment. I felt like my life was being interrupted, that's the best way I can put it. But...I wonder now, sometimes, how I could have ever felt that way. Perhaps its normal, and perhaps this process is necessary, but its beautiful. I love these small but significant pieces of insight...thought...revelation...if you will.