Oh the Little Things

It's funny the things that change once the kids come along. Things that I never thought about before we had Sahara. Like how, when we were married chose a dining set with white seat cushions attached to the chairs. It seemed fine to us then, and yeah when we have kids, which was going to be a ways away, (we thought), we'll just put down a towel underneath them, or just train them to eat very carefully. Ha. Ha. Right. Our beautiful white cushions are no longer white, and can not come off to be thrown in the washing machine- a mother's best friend.

Our lovely furniture which was brand new after being married is now marked by pen drawings, and grease from someone's tiny, grubby hands who has mistaken my couch to be a napkin. So many things have seriously gone down the drain.

I asked Ja the other day if he remembered the last time he was able to just jump in the shower without clearing out the bizillion of toys lying on the bottom of the tub. And, some other things that were 'accidently' thrown in that should never get wet. (My phone has had to dry out a few times). His answer: "I didn't even remember that I was once able to do that."

But, although our things will never be the same, and our house is usually cluttered with toys and baby dolls, (which I always swore that I wasn't going to have 'that house'), I find that I wouldn't trade it for anything. Everyday there is something new that Sahara does or says that amazes me. Hearing her read Go Dogs Go, almost by herself today made me so incredibly proud. Who would have thought? Sure, we read that dumb book every. single. day. But, she knows it and has it memorized. And, it surprises me just how smart she is. She can do puzzles that she shouldn't be able to do yet. We have had several 'conversations' now, because she likes to. If Ja and I are talking, she will say, "hey! Talk to me! Ask me what I'm doin'!" She makes us laugh, constantly. Just last night I crossed my eyes at her, and after seeing me do this, she tried it herself. Obviously, she was not successful, so I tried helping her out. I told her to "look at my finger." I said this a million times because she would simply glance at it and then right back at my face. After having me say this over and over again, she became frustrated with me and said, "I see your finger!! My eyes are open!!" I guess we'll work on that some more!

All in all, things have changed alot. But, all for the better, I'd say.