Wine in the Diaper Bag

Last night I attended an evening for moms called Dips and Drinks. As I left my car and walked to the building it dawned on me that I was carrying a bottle of wine in my diaper bag. This struck me as quite humorous. I guess I needed five extra minutes at home to switch to a proper purse, but after making lunches for Robbie and Olivia I was already 25 minutes late. I enjoyed a glass of red, had nice conversations, and returned to find Robbie asleep on our bed with an old glaucoma study guide on his chest. This brought back many memories from fellowship year in Oklahoma when he studied so much before board exams. His ophtho books were like sleeping pills for him. I watched my darling husband sleep, and I thought about how far we've come. Now he's about to write a test for the residents he will teach, and I'm so happy for him.

The baby woke up making all kinds of talking sounds. She was chattering away happily. She's been stringing Da and Ma, and I love this phase. She's such a happy baby girl. I love how plump she is, and I attack her underarms and cheeks with kisses. She squeals, and grabs my face. I love that her happiest faces are the ones she shows her mommy. What a treat.

Today Olivia returned from school with an art project made out of some kind of dough. Before any of us knew what was happening Henry grabbed part of her mountain and ate it. He then started spitting, and Olivia said, "He ate my art project. It had GLUE on it. He just ate glue!!" I laughed and caught the chewed up black dough. Only Henry could get into mischief that quickly.

In our van this morning he climbed to my area and got Chapstick. He smeared it all over his upper and lower lips, and THEN SOME. He looked like he had a clown mouth. When I told him I thought he had enough Chapstick, he put some on the tip of his nose. It was cherry, so he was tinted red. Silly boy.

He's so funny at dinner. When he makes the sign of the cross he moves his hand from shoulder to shoulder as fast as he can about six times in a row. He looks like some kind of baseball coach giving hand signs to a batter. I'm sure God smiles as Henry prays before meals.

After school drop off I met a friend at her house at 8 am for a walk in the brisk morning air. Vivian was strapped to my chest, and she kept looking up at the trees overhead. She was so cute. Her eyes got heavy, and she fell asleep against me. I'm so in love with her. Later, Emily and I enjoyed a gorgeous fall day at the helicopter park. We had it to ourselves for a good long while. The babies smiled at each other. We chatted and watched Evelyn, Henry, and Josie play well together. Evelyn decided to swing, and she pumped her legs and soared toward the sky. The sun was in her golden hair, and her face looked so happy. She was a picture perfect child on a swing. It was so special to share that time with our friends, and I'm so thankful to be home with my children and able to enjoy them like that.

Today we celebrated the anniversary of Olivia's baptism. We learned after a recent homework assignment last week that the date was approaching, and she requested a special dinner and dessert on the 28th. She's been asking me to have Kenna over for dinner for three weeks now, so we finally did it. We had a lovely evening. The kids played outside after dinner, then came in to play Wii Just Dance. They looked so cute with their moves.