Nine and seven, that's how old Belle and Lily are right now, today. It took us a long time, days and years of physical exhaustion, patience completely frayed, but we did it! We passed that stage and in the last year have moved onto a a new stage.
This stage will not be as physically exhausting as mental, and patience will indeed be tested but in a different way. Above and beyond all of that, we have made it through to a stage in life where most things are filled with giddiness and laughter.
My girls are so fun.
So easy. So quirky. So independent.
We laugh incessantly, we are silly, I act immature and embarrass Drew and we have amazing and impactful conversations. Daily.
Yesterday we tackled taking responsibility for our actions and not shifting blame when we hear something we don't like. I thought Drew was going to keel over if I said, "you need to take responsibility for your actions and own it" one more time.
But the point had to be made.
And they get it. So many important lessons in life that I try tirelessly to explain in the hopes that it will make them better people. They get it and they repeat the lessons back to me in their own perfectly crafted words.
They just get it.
They help me and love me and everyday although I couldn't have ever imagined it, they love me more and I them. I warn Drew that he better watch his step because I have two bull dogs ready to pounce if he should ever mistreats me.
Belle is especially ferocious, Lily wavers.
Belle would follow me into a burning building if for no other reason than she just wanted to be near me.
I can see the next few years playing out in my head. The girliest, sportiest girls you have ever met, by my side, having my back and laughing all the while.
I hope we never have to stop being silly.
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