Watching the kids as they happily played in the backyard. Especially when they made an airplane out of the chairs and headed to Africa. I had fun being their stewardess.
Getting Holly out of bed, seeing her smile at me and then rest her head on my shoulder. I didn't want that moment to ever end. I'll miss her.
Taking these rascals to the Childrens Museum. There were so many awesome photo ops but I left my camera in the car and there was no freaken' way I was going to haul all 5 kids back out to the car just for the camera. But they were cute! We took a picture when we got home. One moment I didn't so much like was when the face paint had to be removed. Who knows how many layers had been applied. I was busy in another area (close by of course) playing with Holly. The removal process involved many tears and a mess in my bathroom that I had just cleaned that morning. But let's get back to the good moments.
Spending the day at the lake/beach with my family. Does it get any better than that?
I wasn't the only one savoring the moment.
Finding the girls on their bed enthralled in a story Connor was telling them. He wouldn't tell the story once he realized I was around but he did give me a brief synopsis. Princess Emily and Abbie were taking a tour of the castle while Prince Charming and Connor were in his game room playing the Wii, X-Box and Nintendo. Talk about a modern day fairytale!
Walking up to the park where my family and Steph's already were, and hearing Sage and Holly busting up and then seeing them both swinging high with huge smiles on their faces.
Sucking the helium out of the 5 balloons that were still left from Em's party. I loved hearing the kids sing ABC's and especially loved listening to Connor's cute laugh a few pitches higher.
And the moment that sealed the deal that my Heavenly Father loves me was watching Holly walk. Ten months ago when I had this crazy notion to go to Africa, my one concern was missing Holly's first steps. My kids are late walkers, usually 15 months, and I realized I would be gone when Holly turned 15 months. As the days got closer and she refused to walk, I resigned myself to the fact that I would miss one of my very favorite things about my babies. Yesterday, as she walked across the room to me and giggled with joy when she fell into my arms, I was overwhelmed by the moment. Here she is reveling in her new abilities.
I know that it's crazy for me to leave my little kids and hubby for three weeks. I already miss them and I haven't even left. But the peace I have felt from the time I made the decision to go until now is all I need to know that it's what I am supposed to do. My kids will be fine without me. Rick is an amazing dad and will do just fine. When I get back we will savor each other even more. And for now I am going to savor the chance I have to be with my sister in a country so different from my own. I can't wait to share those experiences!