Happy Birthday Girls!

Kate and Caroline turned 2 last week! They hardly seem 2, but at the same time, the past two years have definitely NOT flown by. What an adventure. What a wild and crazy ride we're on. We had a fun time celebrating their birthday, with balloons and bubbles and and presents and cake, and lots of siblings to keep things hopping.


Kate is our cute little spitfire girl. She came equipped with a pout that says it all when she's mad and a smile that will light up anyone's face when life is grand. She is very observant and quick to learn, with a whisper of a voice that melts us. Kate is shy and careful, wary and leery, and usually attached to my leg, arm or hip, or sprawled across my chest with her head buried in my neck. She's our Mama's Girl, with endless love and a soft heart underneath her drama.

Caroline is Daddy's girl, and is as carefree as they come. I'm certain she came along with Kate just to help ease her sister through life. She is full of joy and always ready to join in whatever fun is to be had. She love to dance and has come up with some pretty groovy moves that could rival any Solid Gold dancer. Caroline has a twinkle in her eye that tells us when she's up to something naughty, and she's not shy about it. She clearly enjoys getting away with anything she can, and signs all of her work with her signature smile.

As a birthday tribute, I will say that these little girls have turned my life upside down, inside out and every which way but the way it was- with no sign of slowing now that they're two. From the minute they could walk, they've been on a systematic path of destruction that just keeps progressing. These little hooligans never stop! They have spilled, sprayed, strewn, smeared, scattered, shattered and splattered nearly every household substance known to man in every room of the house in grand proportions. Just when I think I've seen it all, they come up with something new. And it all happens in a matter of seconds! I'm convinced that no amount of planning or prevention efforts on my part would change any of it. Unless we lived in a box, or I had six arms. They've outsmarted so many of my tried and true tricks. Because they are two. And I am one. And they take full advantage of that! Suffice it to say, my life has been reduced to a perpetual state of Disaster Cleanup of late.


But there's a sweet side of things too. Kate and Caroline are the cuddliest, snuggliest babies I've ever had. They smother me with hugs and kisses and love at every opportunity. A few weeks ago, I was in desperate need of a pity party. Creighton was traveling, I was exhausted. Somehow I managed to escape the chaos for a moment and flung myself on my bed to cry it all out. I prayed for help. I needed an angel. Within minutes, I heard the pitter patter of feet, and in came Kate and Caroline. They climbed up on my bed on either side of me. The minute she saw me crying, Kate burst into tears, and through her tears began repeating "Hi.....Hi.....Hi.....Hi...." over and over again. I realized she had never seen me cry and this was her desperate attempt to find her happy Mommy. Caroline sat on the other side of me with a box of Kleenex and was handing them to me one by one with a delightful smile on her face.

How could I be sad after that?? God had heard my prayer and sent me two little angels just in time.


Happy Birthday my sweet little girls!