I love that Mother's Day is a time to reflect on what I do all day every day.

I'm incredibly grateful for the wonderful children with which I have been blessed. I'm grateful to make fun memories with them, like go to the zoo, where the most interesting thing they found, after 2 hours of driving, was this wishing well. (Which Gabe peed in while I wasn't looking. But the zoo employee sure was looking.)

And I absolutely love their little (sometimes really BIG) personalities. Josh loves to put this fire person hat on and walk around the house with the "choo choo". My favorite thing about Josh right now is the way he sings Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star. "Winkle, Winkle, da da STAR!"

And Gabe tells funny jokes like:

"Knock Knock"

"Who's there?"

"Apple"

"Apple who?"

"Eat Apple!" 

(Said with a look on his face that clearly expresses his opinion that he is just about the funniest person in the world.)

Then there's the little one. Everyone just loves Marguerite. Whenever she's awake (and happy), the whole family gathers around and tries to make her smile. It's not difficult to do, but you pretty much feel like the king of the world when you achieve your goal.

When my parents were in town at the end of April, they helped us plant a garden, so these pictures are mostly so they can see the fruit of their labors...

Zucchini

Watermelon

Tomato. This is Gabe's surprised face. It goes perfectly with his new favorite phrase when I tell him something he likes to hear, "Oh! I didn't know that!" Gabe is also trying to figure out how measurements work, and I absolutely love to hear him talk about anything with numbers. An example: The other day, I put a CD in that we hadn't listened to in awhile, and Gabe said, "Oh! This is my favorite from like... 100 years ago." He'll also say things like, "That bike is 82 45 96 pounds away from us." It doesn't make any sense, but it's delightful.

Josh loves cars. He almost always has one in his hand. He is mostly laid back, but when he's not, he's REALLY not. He already loves to attempt to buckle himself into his car seat, get dressed, go to the bathroom (really anything that Gabe does.) He insists on going pee in the toilet after almost every diaper change, but gets really frustrated when he stands there, just like Gabe does, and nothing comes out. I think he thinks he just hasn't found the right button yet, or something. He's also in the stage where he can't make up his mind about anything and get's really mad when I don't keep up with the ever changing decisions. Mostly, he's delightful and fun and a joy. His laugh is one to bring joy to the heart.

Both boys adore Marguerite. Gabe loves to hold her and make her laugh. Whenever she starts crying, Josh runs right over to me yelling, "Mom! Sis! Cay (cry)!" over and over until I get to her.

And just look at that smile. Even though she doesn't sleep at all (almost literally) during the day, we still can get this smile out of her, as long as someone is paying close attention to her, and/or holding her.

Simplicity

Most days, it's the simple things that really make my day something special.

Like a smile,

(This is Marguerite's nose crinkle smile. It's just about the cutest thing.)

or a really great teacher

 

or the kitchen sink.

Marguerite's blessing weekend

The little Magpie was given a name and a blessing at our church on March 25, and we were blessed to have lots of family in town for the event (29 people to be exact). We loved visiting with everyone from out of town and were sad to see all of them leave.

All the men that participated in the blessing.

(I don't have as many pictures up here as I'd like because for some reason my iphoto rejected all the horizontal pictures from this import. Persnickity little computer.)

Gabe and cousin Vincent greeting each other.

Gabe trying to get Josh to stand still for 2 seconds for a photo.

People keep asking what we're calling Marguerite. The answer? A little bit of everything. She's been called Sis, Sissy, Maggie Rita, Maggie Rita-Ruth, Magpie, Marguerite, and of course, Pillow.

 

Playing outside yesterday...

Gabe always ends up in his skivvies after a few minutes outside playing in the water. Unless he's in a swimsuit, he doesn't like wearing wet clothes.

First picture of both boys came out like this...

So I asked them to look up, and this is what I got.

Then an attempt to take some cute pictures of little miss Magpie.

The boys quickly joined in the fun.

We're just adjusting to three. Part of that is almost complete exhaustion most of the time, so this will not be a wordy blog post.

When she's awake, Marguerite looks pretty nervous.

But she also gives a pretty good stink eye. And a great 1/2 smile, but I have yet to catch that on camera.

Both Grandmas!

This has happened to all of us many times recently.

Josh loves Marguerite's things.

Thank you, Grandma Egli!

Grandma Egli left this afternoon and we're already missing her. She has spent close to three weeks with us after the birth of each of our children, and it seems with each child, we rely on her help during the postpartum weeks more and more. She is invaluable to us. Gabe even tried to sneak into her suitcase to go home with her.

We're so grateful for her help. While she was here, besides helping with the kids, she did countless loads of laundry, swept floors, painted the trim in our kitchen, researched ways we could fix up our yard, vacuumed a lot, changed dirty diapers, put babies down to sleep, took the boys out every morning for hours at a time so I could sleep, comforted upset children when their parents were in the hospital, etc. etc. etc.

Mostly, she gave all of us the emotional support and encouragement we needed during this wonderful transition in our family.

THANK YOU, GRANDMA EGLI!!!