OMG...tecnology incites my daughter!

Oh my!
My daughter who was SO against computers 2 years ago cause she couldn't make sense of them and has now discovered their value!
SHE WROTE A BLOG !!!!
Check it out:
http://elementalnotes.blogspot.com/

There are times that I realize that not only am I adapting to the world...my children are also.
She is so eloquent in her style...diverse and outspoken.
Life begins in watching. The first movements of my tummy as she stretched inside...rolling around like she could make me move with her...and she often did.
"Opps! Excuse me!" all said before I realized it was a grocery shelf I had bumped into while trying to navigate a corner at the store. I wanted to go right and the baby girl inside saw cookies to the left...chocolate cookies.
How weird that she loves chocolate so much even now.

My son was kinder to me. All he ever wanted while hiding inside my personage was pizza. EVERY day I HAD to have pizza. He was better at not rolling around all the time and redirecting my choosen paths. He nailed me in the early mornings in stretching. "GOD STEPHEN!!! MOVE THE BABY!!!!!" I was crying this several times as my boy child would place his feet on my hips and his hands on my ribs and s t r e t c h out his long little strong body. Occasionally this occured in the evenings.
Stephen was a wonderful father to them. He constantly talked to my tummy and sang to it so they babies would know him by voice. I can still see the pride in his eyes when he held our children at birth and as a young children. Some of the best photo's I have is of him and our son taking naps on the couch. Curled up like little bugs into each other and breathing at the same time.
My daughter loved playing peek-a-boo under the sheets as I came in to check on her.

Now I am looking at my daughter getting married. I await with glee at becoming a grandmother in her daughters own perfect timing. I can wait for it to be the right time...but I hunger for it too. My son I would wish to find the woman of his dreams and that she be a reality in love. His children will be as delightful as he was I am sure. I can still hear him squeeking out "Momma! I can roll over!" as bloop goes a little blue and white clad boys briefed butt into the air for his first somersault. My daughter always mothering him....as if I didn't do that enough.

Even as they are the ages they are today...they still grow and give me SUCH pleasure in conversations, inspirations, and dreams of their futures.
The gifts they have been have enriched me and helped me to be a much better person. I do wish to note that they were the best valentine gifts I could ever have received from Stephen. We were so blessed by the lives that came into ours.
Thank you Stephen for the gifts.

Now, my children.... you will understand this one day....on your own.

Kisses and butt pattings...
Momma