I feel like I should post. About what? I don’t know yet. I have today off. I am hoping to get a lot more work done in the basement. I think my best bet will be during nap time. I promised Laura that we’d go to the park today, so I think that’ll happen this afternoon after naps. I really should be downstairs now while Warren is napping. I also need to get laundry done today. I have one more load of maternity clothes that need to be washed. Then I can fold them all up, put them in a box, and be done with them. It is bittersweet donating them. I loved being pregnant. My body didn’t like it so much. Knowing that this is final and knowing that we aren’t having any more babies is hard at times. Then I remember the sleepless nights, the days that are difficult with two, and the expense of another child. I am content with two kids. It is nice that we can each take a child and not have one left out. It is nice that we don’t have to worry about who has two kids while the other has only one. I know it is the right decision for us. It is hard though at times when I see the little babies at church or my friends posting pictures of their little ones on Facebook.
It is hitting more and more each day that my kids are growing up so fast. Laura is such a little girl anymore. Her hair is getting long. She is becoming more extroverted. I think that is in part due to being at daycare and Sam. Sam is definitely pulling Laura out of her shell, which is a good thing. She doesn’t need me to do everything for her anymore. She can get herself dressed for the most part. She still struggles with getting her shirts on, but even that is getting easier for her. It’s hard to believe that she will be starting 4K next year. A girl after my own heart… she just asked if we can cuddle for a little bit. 
Warren is now a toddler and not a baby. His face is losing the baby look. He is becoming more and more independent. I catch glimpses of him and I can see what he’ll look like at age 4.
Both of my kids bring so much joy to my life. I can’t imagine what it would be like without them. I have my days where I reach my breaking point. I have my days where I just need to run away. But I wouldn’t change my life for anything.
On Tuesday, we went to the town hall to vote. They have a large play system there. Laura saw it and wanted to play. Unfortunately, we didn’t have time since we needed to go get groceries. I told her that if it was nice on Thursday that we’d go to the park then. Yesterday morning she asked what day it was. I told her it was Wednesday, and that when she woke up in the morning tomorrow it would be Thursday. All last night she was asking if tomorrow was Thursday. This morning Laura was in her room, and did the usual routine of asking if she could come out. As soon as she was near the kitchen, “Guess what day it is!” I asked her, and she said, “Thursday!” The girl has a memory like an elephant. She wanted to go at 6:30 this morning, but I told her it was too cold. I am trying to hold her off until after naps this afternoon. That way I don’t have to worry about someone needing to go to bed or rushing home for lunch. We can take our time and play. I can also get in some time in the basement and then have a break. She doesn’t like my answer of this afternoon, but she’ll live with it. I will keep my promise though. I remember growing up that I could ALWAYS count on Mom and Dad keeping their promises to me. I will do the same with my kids. It teaches them the value of a promise and not to make them if they can’t keep them.