Let it Snow!

Truth be told, Momma is not the most patient person. You are both so small and innocent yet, you have taught me many life lessons. I believe one of the most vitally important of these lessons is patience.

Admittedly, I am a little lacking in that department today. The reason for my impatience is really quite silly. You see, I am waiting for a snowfall. I have your tiny snowsuits laundered and at the ready. Your baby sleds are shiny and new, almost anticipating their first mission. We have the cold weather and now all we require is some of that white fluffy stuff!

It is funny to note, before my little twins arrived, I was of a completely different mindset. I dreaded the winter and all it entailed, with a passion of a thousand burning fires. Alright, maybe that is a tad dramatic, but I really didn't dig the season - at all.

Now, I can't wait to build a snowman, pull you around in your sleds and watch you experience everything for the very first time. There is something really special about being by your sides for all your "firsts." I feel so special and blessed. It is a real gift and I am so glad that God gave me the opportunity to share them with my Meatball and Peanut.

So, whenever you're ready Lord, let it snow! I will be poised with my camera at the ready.

Santa Claus is comin' to town. Sorry Nikki!

We are in the midst of Christmas preparations. Last night Daddy and I took you both to the mall so that we could have your picture taken with Santa Claus. You both looked beyond adorable! Ruby, you wore an outfit that Uncle Andrew and Auntie Meena gave to you last Christmas - finally it fits my little Thumbellina!

Suprisingly it was little Nikki that was spooked by our bearded friend. We had the picture taken in spite of your dislike for old St. Nick. We thought that one day you could look back on the picture and have a chuckle.

Ruby, your face was priceless! Everyone was cooing and fawning over you and you kept your typically stoic expression, often reserved for strangers, or in this case some of Santa's elves.

We also made a quest for the perfect tree last weekend. The journey ended at Ikea. It is a beauty. I haven't decorated it because I fear the ornaments might prove dangerous to my little cupcakes. It smells absolutely divine and I am so glad that we have one this year. I will make some popcorn rings this weekend.

Well, Daddy is home an I must prepare some dinner. Thanks for the great day kids:)

Pontificating

Well, the day started out cold, dreary and dismal. I was one coffee shy of a splitting headache all morning. The sun has timidly made an appearance from behind the clouds and I am immediately feeling more Care Bearish.
Ruby you are playing in the laundry basket, which has proven to be one of your most favourite activities. Nikki, you are methodically picking up pieces of pita bread smothered in cream cheese and having a munch. Luigi is dancing around you, anticipating the inevitable tidbit that will come his way.
We have had an enjoyable morning. One of Momma's oldest friends "Auntie" Brandi, came by for a visit. She is a very courageous woman, full of spunk and enthusiasm. Auntie Brandi has just journeyed through a long battle with cancer and after numerous surgeries and treatments, she is still the same funloving girl I knew all those years ago in British Columbia. Just her presence is a reality check. Momma loves her and so do you Ruby. You would not leave her side!
I can remember when I was young, adults would harp on about how time flies. I shrugged it off as another boring theory. I could not fathom the truth in their words. As of late, I see this theory as a fact. The older I get, the more accelerated my life becomes. When I was in school I was always trying to hurry through a week in order to get to the weekend. Time would seem to stand still. Now, that I am older and try to relish every moment with the two of you, time slips through my fingers, like sand through the hourglass. These are the days of our lives... Seriously, just last year, you were tiny babies and now you are both precocious toddlers vying for my attention.
Ug, now I sound old. Sorry kidlets, no more melancholy. The next thing I'll be saying will be, "But I digress..."

Lovesong

It would be an understatement to say that I wanted the two of you. It was a long and arduous journey that gave me two perfect little babies. Don't misunderstand, I am not complaining and I would go through it all again in a split second. God has blessed your Momma with two brilliant jewels in her crown.
I have been contemplating this journal for many months, ever since I realized my good fortune to be pregnant with the both of you. I wanted it to be perfection and I realize that that is an impossibility. I want you know about your Momma and to read about your own progress. I will write my little "Meatball" and "Peanut" a little each day.
Your smiles and laughter are my fuel. I delight in your happiness! I used to be strongly against the use of exclamation marks but, since the two of you entered this world I use them all the time!!!!!
Here begins my love note to you...