Dear Floyd-
Remember way back when it was just you and me? We didn't know what kind of freedom we had back then! Remember how we used to go to the temple and not worry about finding a babysitter? Nowadays, we travel three temples away just to go to one near a babysitter we trust.
Remember all those trips we took? Glacier, Reno, the Oregon Coast (4 times!), Hawaii, Yellowstone, Island Park...? Remember how we would buy new CD's for the trip to listen to good music while we drove? These days, we stock up on kid DVD's to watch while we drive and you have to bring your earplugs because you go crazy listening to them. And remember how we'd talk and talk and talk and not be interrupted? Doesn't happen much anymore, does it?
Remember how we used to go to restaurants and actually linger for a bit? Not rush out as quickly as possible to get the kids out before a disaster occurs. And sit at the table the entire time and not have to walk around entertaining the kids?
Remember how you used to go fishing and I'd come along for the drive and read by the riverbank just because there was nothing better to do? Remember how we tried that the spring Cole was 1 and just about lost him on the Logan River because he escaped from me so quickly? Haven't tried it in a while, have we?
Remember how we would go hiking and just hike the entire time? It didn't really matter how long or short the hike was, we just hiked. No stopping for rests, no staring at bugs on the ground, no racing cousins down the mountain? Who knew what a relaxing time we were having?
Remember how if we wanted to sleep in, we just slept. No negotiating who had to get up? And if we wanted to wake up early, we just woke up? No worrying about waking up the kids? And remember when there was no such thing as planning around "nap time?"
For three years, it was just you and me. Sometimes, it's hard to remember what life was like back then. It seems a little crazy these days and for some reason, we decided to make it even a little bit crazier by adding child number 3 into the mix! I'm not sure what we were thinking - as of next week, we will officially be outnumbered. Yikes! If someone had told us how life would change, who knows if we would have been brave enough to give this parenting thing a go. Maybe that's why they don't tell you. Yet somehow, especially when Annie wears her swimsuit and flip-flops into the store in the middle of February or Cole writes us a new Harry Potter adventure, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Thanks for taking this crazy ride with me. I love the life we have together - all four soon-to-be-five of us.
But I'm certainly glad for the memories of those first three years.
5 comments:
What a cute post! Isn't it true! I often tell Darin I wish I could do those childless years again just to appreciate it a little more. But I too wouldn't change where I am at for the world. For some reason being in the middle of all this chaos is exactly where I want to be! Good luck with your new addition next week. I hope all goes well. And just for the record....three was an easier transition than two...for me anyway! You will do great! I can't wait to hear what you decide to name the little guy!
Can't wait to see baby #3! Good luck!
I'd have to agree with Joanna, three wasn't bad at all! Much easier than child #2 kicking child #1 right out of her center stage spot....three was much better. Good luck with everything! PS Kelly and I were talking about kids names once and I told him about your names post--he said he knew a kid named Lester and they called him just what you predicted (Lester the Molester)... Why do kids have to be so mean?
You just described my life! Can't wait for pictures :)
Katie- I loved this post!!! This is exactly the way I feel! Good luck with the new baby coming- I am so excited for you guys- and good luck with the name!
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