How did we ever get here?

After a rough first year with Noah I was reminded over and over again about God's supremacy. We really ultimately have no control. I was well read, well prepared, happily married in a beautiful home. I had great experience with children and I was so excited to welcome a child into our home. The story is old so there is no need to repeat it.

But today, I was home with my kiddos and I just marveled at their interests and willingness to try new things. I admire their personalities and zest for life so much!

I made them each a PB and J on whole wheat with natural peanut butter and all fruit jelly. Their sides were bananas, blueberries, strawberries, and grapes. I went to make myself an omelet and they begged for more and more mushrooms as I put them in the pan. They ate half of the container. And then I got out some green beans to cut up and they ate a ton of them raw. Over the past week both kids have gorged themselves on hummus and tzatziki (greek cucumber and dill yogurt that I used to love in germany...).

In the grocery store I saw banana chips on special and I asked Noah if he wanted some for home. He said, I've never had them, but I'll try anything!

Our life is full of chaos that we are working to quell, but it is a process that can't happen over night. And as we work toward a new life together, I am often reminded on days like today that there is so much good in the little things (trite I know).

The kids played for hours running around in circles and falling in piles of pillows laughing hysterically. They colored for ages and Noah continued to work on his cutting skills which amaze me. Noah drew a brontosaurus "I'm sorry" card for a friend who he wasn't nice to. Maeve is pushing her skills into our lives as she reminds us that she is growing too. She interrupts me to point to my face and show me the words she knows -- mouth, nose, eyes, ears, hair. She runs out the door to climb into the car by herself without help and shrieks when I try to pick her up. She has an adorable defiant "I don't want to" that we probably let her say too much. We both know she isn't in control. She is using the potty 2-3 times a day and loves the family joy and attention when she has a success. All three of us rally and clap and dance for her.

Last night Noah read me the entire book Danny and the Dinosaur and I was in tears at his ability to figure out words by sounding them out. And right now, Maeve is asleep and Noah is listening to Rhinoceras Tap and following along to the music during his quiet time.

Yes, they drive us crazy. Yes we yell and cry a lot. All 4 of us. But the blessings are so numerous, too many to count. The joys are so sweet, too difficult for words to capture. And again we are reminded that our supreme God is in control and for that we are grateful.