A day.

Today we woke up at 8:45. Tennis starts at 9am. Pretty good planning on my part if I do say so. I got myself, a squirmy baby boy, and a half asleep 4 year old ready, fed and juiced/coffeed in 15 minutes! We were only 2 minutes late to tennis because tennis in 2 minutes away in our neighborhood, thank goodness. I pulled up to the courts, Regan jumped out of the car with her water bottle and tennis gear dragging behind. That's my girl! She is really loving her tennis lessons this summer. She is able to hit the balls they serve her, which makes her SO proud. Mr. Drew and Miss Megan are AWESOME with the kids!

Our next stop was to get my guy's hair cut. He did great! He held really still while he sat in a Thomas the Train seat, watched Garfield, and held onto his dinos. Regan kept telling him, "Ohhh, you look so handsome!" So sweet!

Next, I took both kids with me to get my eyebrows waxed! Oh. My. Goodness. Hilarious. While I am laying on the table, Regan says, "Mom, your eyebrows are huge. You are a mess!" Thanks, kid. Meanwhile, Tyler is throwing a balloon at me and my phone is ringing and chaos is beginning to ensue. By the time I was done, both kids are begging for pedicures and bumping into the foot baths on the way out. Poor ladies who were trying to relax.

We've spent the rest of the day playing in the backyard, snacking, and doing chores at home because we are simultaneously waiting for the cable guys who are supposed to be here between 1 and 3. It's now2:30. My anxiety is climbing. They better show up or mamas gonna be HOT! 

Tonight, is pool night for the family with chicken caesar sandwiches for dinner. I am so truly grateful to spend day after day after day with my babies. Getting haircuts, watching them learn new sports, wiping tears, setting up slip and slides, stopping at the gas station for slushies, eating tzatziki on the back deck, pushing swings, and even feeling frustrated at times. These are the days, that I am truly alive. The way these kids are today, at this moment, I never want to forget. Hence, the mindless blog posts. Their mundane is my excitement. Their everyday is my whole life. Their thoughtless is my "I need to file this away in my never forget file." Their spirits and energy they treat us to are so very beautiful. The magic they create puts almost everyone they know in awe. We belong to one another. My heart is inside of of them. I don't know where it was before, perhaps waiting on them? But, now, it's in them. Wherever they are, they take me with them. When they laugh, my heart leaps. When they cry, that pain is felt too. I was born for them. And, they were born to be with me, each day, teaching me to see the beauty, to play, to laugh, and to be present. Even while getting my eyebrows done.