was dare I say perfect? It was just so nice to spend the entire weekend loving on the kiddos, not working, ignoring all sorts of responsibilities and just playing! We hit the beach like everyone else in town and managed to find a parking spot out front - effortless! We had no tantrums, just sandy, good times!
Noah caught his best waves yet with Daddy and Daddy was so very proud... I love Brien for a million reasons - least of all for putting up with me. (I can be dare I say a challenge?) Haha. But I love Brien because he is that Dad that does
not project himself onto his children but rather supports the direction they are going. For example today - Cason wanted to Cecily's pink shoes. Her very, pink shoes! So he just put them on his feet and he was happy walking around with his manly baby, in very pink shoes! And I love Noah because he said - nothing wrong with pink. Now purple... I don't really like purple but I think hot pink is cool.
Love my boys. And this weekend when Noah was dying to get into the water Brien was so quietly proud. When Noah caught his longest wave and rode like a champion Dad was quietly proud - not bragging, not hooting - just soaking it in with a few glorious fist bumps. Sadly - I missed most of it because I had my hands full with two toddlers and buckets and buckets of sand. There is nothing Cason won't eat... sand included! Cecily made her own sand castle and happily played for hours with no assistance required. It was glorious. When she heard me mention a possible return beach trip she promptly through 2 hands in the air - her way of saying yes, me too! Let's do it again! She even tried to say beach with a glorious burst of "b" sounds!
We got to celebrate my dear friend Julie and her lovely family on her birthday! It is hard to believe that we've been friends for more than 30 years... but childhood friends are simply the best of friends and we couldn't be happier that Julie & JC and their two precious boys live here in San Diego. We just need to get together MORE!
But perhaps my favorite memory from this very relaxing weekend was Noah's response to my simple question. I asked Noah if he had one wish - and he could do anything, have anything, be anything, or give anything... what would he wish for. He looked at me and said, "Legos... I'd wish for Legos" before saying, "wait! No. No. If I only had one wish and I could have anything I'd want 10,000 brothers and sisters. They are the best!"
And this is why I love this kiddo. There are times when I'm not sure how he got to be such a wise, old soul. He let Cecily give him upwards of 50 cuddles this weekend. He just lets her steal his toys and he does all sorts of funny things to keep her calm and quiet. He is ok with Cason drooling on all of his stuff. He has tolerance for baby slobber and has no problem checking to see if his little brother or sister left a "woo woo" in his/her diaper. His patience is endless and reminds me of my Dad. I am so grateful for this little guy. There are many people that don't get to see this side of Noah because he's too busy trying to get his place in the sun. Cecily gets so much attention and Cason - just being a baby - gets so much attention. Yet here is my six-year old wishing for MORE babies... and more siblings. Love him!
We are so grateful for family and friends and a lovely we
Onwards and upwards!