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January 21, 2002

Where to begin? I just wrote my CT diary and it got a little deep and I got a little emotional and I'm still kinda' reeling from that. I've decided to not copy a single thing from there to here. I sometimes do that when I write something that applies more generally to my children than to just the Child or the Toddlers, but I'm keeping this completely separate. I just don't think it's a copy and paste sort of thing. You know?
Anyway. About my babies, I mean toddlers. I'm trying to get used to that. THEY are TODDLERS. It's not just one of them it officially BOTH now. Why now? Anne was just moved from the nursery to the toddler room at church. I argued--nicely--with them, but she'll a little girl not a baby. What can I do? Like I said on the other diary, I don't feel old I feel completely the same. Have you watched the stage play or movie of The Fiddler on the Roof? You should, but that's not my point. Even if you have not you may have heard the song Sunrise, Sunset. Well to quickly sum up it a song sung primarily by the mother and father of the bride at the wedding of their eldest daughter. One line says--I'm now getting to my point--"I don't remember growing older. When did they?" That is about where I am. I still feel like the same girl I was when I had Kirk, so how do I have three big kids? I still feel insecure about motherhood. I'm still embarrassed to admit my age--which is 24 now. I still feel ashamedly young. How weird is that? In ten years I'll with I felt so young. I feel like the young mother of old kids. Pretty soon they're going to pass me! Does anyone else feel that way?
I feel like I need to tell a funny story about Aaron and Anne to lighten up the mood. This is not so much funny as it is cute. The other night Aaron and Kirk both decided to go to bed with Nana-that's my mom. Aaron is a serious sleeper. When he's ready for bet that is it. It is time to sleep and nothing else. Kirk on the other hand is very wiggly. If he has anything to pay attention to, it could keep him awake for hours. Well this particular Kirk did have something. His Grandma Net--Wes' mom--gave him a glow in the dark ring. He's not being bad, but he's being annoying. My mom nearly had Aaron asleep and Kirk did something to awaken him. Aaron got very frustrated and told Kirk "You're dwiving me cwazy!"
Anne got a baby for Christmas from her great aunt Mary. The baby came naked inside a heart shaped carrier. It had something to do with birth, I'm not entirely sure. We got all the packaging off and opened the heart shaped carrier and Anne picked up the completely naked baby up side down. This is one of those babies that can potty. Though Anne has never had a pottying baby before she pointed to the little hole in the baby's bottom and said "Peet" which is her word for pee and the place it comes from. I guess it is one of those you had to have been there things, but we all rolled. It was terribly funny. I guess all the explaining probably kills the story, huh? Well, I've written long enough. I better go.
Jenna