Napping kiddies are a thing of the past for us. Niamh and Philly can just go and go...sometimes I wonder where they store all that energy. This afternoon Phil and I had a nice catch outside. Niamh and Philly played some sort of hybrid army-princess make believe world:) He kept "saving" her. Must of worn the poor guy out.
Isn't he the sweetest...even with the dirty fingernails (that's what happens when you save a princess). I love watching the kids sleep. Love to just look at them and know they are all mine. That I know all their special qualities...that Niamh asks to pray every morning on the way to school...and is honest to a fault, just like her grandmom...And that Philly comes out of the bedroom every night after bedtime , to give me a stuffed animal to keep at my desk...and that he thinks I'm his girlfriend.
I am so thankful for my babies...love the noise and laughter they add to each day-- but also cherish the quiet times. Just some breathing...it's pretty magical.