My clumsy self

For those of you who know me, clumsy is my middle name. Even as an adult, I feel slightly like my dear 2- year old, running into walls, tripping over toys (okay, maybe not so unusual as a mom!), or generally being a freak magnet for accidents. Well, this past Sunday, I did it again--in public. Here's the rundown..
After debating over whether or not to eat out, we decided to go out for Mexican food after church. After five minutes of being there (it doesn't take me long!), I decided to go to the restroom and take Layton with me. While I was holding him and walking to the bathroom--I tripped and fell!! I think it was possibly the slowest fall in history! I slid on my wedge heels (don't you love being a girl? :) and slowly fell on my side (in my skirt I might add!), while holding Layton in my arms. I might possibly have been able to stabilize myself from the fall, but since I was holding Layton my balance was off. It was a little like ice skating (Michelle Kwan watch out!). It kinda reminded me of tripping in the high school cafeteria, and sliding (on my rear end) right up to the senior lounge with my tray still upright in my hand, fiestada untouched. An oh so embarrassing experience at the time, but so funny now... :)
What was even more amazing is that I fell not five feet behind Jason and he didn't even know it! Okay, granted he has had an ear problem lately where he can't hear very well out of his right ear, but there was a lot of commotion going on! A waiter came by to help me up and see if we were okay and helped me up. Luckily, there wasn't a whole lot of people at the restaurant--but still!! Aren't I too old to fall down like that? I know what you're thinking--I am a little bit on the clumsy side, but I'm telling you I am a magnet for accidents! Anyway, after getting up and seeing if Layton was okay, I calmly took Layton to the bathroom and came back. After telling Jason that I fell down, to his amazement and concern ("Am I in trouble now, because I didn't see you fall?") , I sat back down. What was really amazing is that I really didn't care that I fell in front of people (even while a waitress was looking at me with a little smirk on her face!) Am I now past my childhood insecurity? Not remotely--but I was a little bit that day!

To be a child...

Sometimes it amazes me that children can find such excitement in doing things, we, as adults, find mundane. Today, for instance, I decided to do some yardwork in the backyard. What me? Actually do some yardwork?! For those of you who know me, gardening/yardwork, etc. is just not my thing. I'm not sure if its the fact that I've mowed maybe once in my life, or if its the fact that I have a major phobia of earthworms, but I generally steer clear of outside work and leave it all to my dear husband. However, after many a day of looking at my overgrown backyard (which has not come into contact with a lawnmower blade since I don't even remember when), I decided to take matters into my own hands. So, with my gloves (so as to minimize contact with any nasty earthworms or grubs), I set about weeding our poor yard.
What really amazed me while I was working, is that my kids were actually excited to help me! You should have seen them! Grass, weeds, leaves (whatever) started flying through the air. They were so excited to be helping mommy. It was especially cute when Ashlyn told me, "Look momma! We can make bread with these weeds!". (I think she actually got the word 'weeds' mixed up with 'wheat', but hey, if you grow and pick them both out of the ground how can you help but mix up the two!) I just wish I had the same sort of excitement the children have when I have a particular chore to do. Just when did I lose that childhood innocence? Who knows?! All I know, is that I have a lot to learn from the mind of a child.

Do your children find excitement in ordinary things too? Do you have any weird phobias that prevent you from doing things you might enjoy?

My how they grow!

No, its not 'Wordless Wednesday', or 'Semi-wordless Wednesday' for that matter. Since I'm so behind on my posting (after a 'nice' visit from the flu bug), I decided to put some pictures of my adorable kids for all my friends and family to see--it is my blog after all!
Here's Ashlyn and Layton hugging one another. Its so neat to see how these two have grown to genuinely love and care for one another. Believe me--they can fight with each other, but they won't let anyone else mess with their sibling!
Here's Layton in some kind of fighting pose. Not sure who he's fighting, but they better watch out!

Aaah, and last but not least dress-up. This time the kids each got to dress up as dogs. Its amazing how much they (or mostly Layton) wants to act, talk, and dress like each other.

For those of you who have children, it is amazing to see our children achieve new things, learn to do things on their own and become more independent. It makes me sentimental thinking about how Ashlyn will be starting kindergarten next year! (Okay, its not until fall of next year, but still!! It's just around the corner!) I hope I will always be able to remember the times when they were this young and cherish the moments (even amongst the stress!) My, how I love these kids!:)