This Week

Loving the boys' new shoes. They look just like their daddy, and Logan swears he can run faster and jump higher in them.

Reading The Last Letter From Your Lover.  I am hooked!  (Waiting on the Kindle, Eleanor & Park and If I Stay.)

Posting way too many pictures on Instagram. It's such a fun way of keeping everyone in Washington involved in our lives.  #hooked

Enjoying the twins trying to learn about basketball as Josh watched the NCAA games.  I love how they try to emulate their daddy.

Laughing about my complete lack of counter space in the kitchen.  It's really ridiculous!

Struggling with Logan's current fears. He's terrified there are mummies under his bed.  I have explained (many times) that we don't have mummies in Alaska, or in our village.  That mummies are from Ancient Egypt and even if he did come across a mummy, it'd just be an old, old dead body that could do him no harm.  I've also had him check under his bed and prayed over him... but nothing seems to abate the fear.  It makes me sad and frustrated, a challenging combination of emotions.

Still working out everyday.  Some days it kicks my butt, but other days it seems a little easier than before.  Everyday I am proud of myself.

Looking forward to eating out with Josh (alone. sans children.), going to the zoo and hugging my sister when we get home.  Is May here yet?

Laying with Wyatt, then Logan, every night at bedtime.  Those two sweet snuggle bugs make me so grateful I'm their mommy.  (Don't worry, when Jack's not on the top bunk, he gets snuggles, too.  April is his month for the top.)

Happy Weekend to you!

Life Stills

I really enjoyed my first post of Life Stills, just pictures from everyday life.  So here's another few.  I also wanted to share a heartwarming story about Logan.

Last night I was tucking him in bed when out of nowhere he told me, "Sometimes when Jack is crying, then I feel like crying.  My eyes water and I'm like, 'What is going on?'"

I smiled and told him that it's very common for twins to feel the same feelings sometimes, and that what he was experiencing was called empathy.  I will forever treasure his sharing that with me.  It reminded me how blessed I am to be the mom of twins.  How lucky it is that I get to experience this.

Then today during school, Jack got #1, #2 & #3 correct, and #4 wrong.  Then Logan did the same assignment, not knowing what Jack had written, and he got the same sequence-- the first three right, and the fourth one wrong.  Jack looked at it and said, "We're twins Logan.  That's why we got the same one wrong."  The interesting thing is that they both got it wrong the same way.  It fascinates me when I see examples of how their brains work identically.

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