One of those moments that you never want to forget...

Roman just walked up to me while I was snoozing on the couch and said, "Mommy, you are my most favorite girl in the whole wide world."

I am overwhelmed and so in love with that little boy...my angel.

My little menace!

I have the sweetest little toddler!  He is messy and curious and wonderful.

And messy...Body paint and the brightest smile.  He melts me...

Roc and Ro...

 Full of mischief!

 "Rocco, you are my sunshine."  "Mommy, you are my sunset."  Be still my heart...

 Endless love....

 ...and kisses...

...and darling faces...So grateful for these two, for being home with them most days and for the soul crushing joy and love that comes with them!

Chocolate Kisses

"Can I please have a hushy kiss?"  Rocco, age 4

I kissed him quietly.  Then he led me to the candy bowl.  He can have a hushy kiss, a noisy kiss, a slobbery kiss...any kiss.

2013

I have not posted in almost a year.  Not for lack of things to say or share...just because life got in the way.  The plan is to try again to post and capture all the little moments that we want to remember and cherish...because we know that in the blink of an eye everything can change and in the blink of an eye we have entered new phases of life.  May 2013 be enlightening and beautiful!

Momma Red Bird

Today, I got to be a "momma red bird."  My Rocco decided that he wanted to be a baby red bird.  We flapped our wings up the tree (stairs) to the tallest tree in the forest where the coziest nest (his bed) was sitting on the tallest branch.  We tweeted good night to each other and looked at the stars together.  It is wonderful to be a "momma red bird."
Daddy is a "daddy blue bird" and Roman is a "baby blue bird."  Sissy is "orange sissy bird" and DeAndre is a "DeAndre, DeAndre bird."  I am not sure when "DeAndre" became a color.  Love my clever little boy!

These are my confessions....

1. I'm pretty sure I have full-fledged anxiety.  I do not have "attacks" but I create the weirdest, most non-sensical scenarios in my head and I convince myself that they might happen.  I am not ready to confess what the scenarios are.
2. I think college is a waste of money.  I sit in a class that I paid $3000 for and I watch the guy next to me do crosswords on his laptop.  What a joke!
3. I have a phobia of the subway/metro.  I have to start taking the Metro into DC for school.  I did it for the first time the other day and I felt like a complete snob because I want to keep my personal space, well spacious...and some people do not shower, use deodorant etc. and therefore my sense of smell is violated.  I made Matt ride it with me to school and then I had to take it home all by myself.  YUCKYUCKYUCK.  I am not a metro girl.  But, I will sacrifice to save Matt four hours of driving.
4. I am spoiled.  Matt was driving me four hours round trip to school until I agreed to take the stank ass Metro.
5.  When the Metro goes underground, I imagine that the ground will cave in and I will suffocate in the stank ass Metro.  (See #1).
6. I want a baby girl.
7. I have thought about tricking Matt and "accidentally" getting pregnant again.
8. Sometimes I judge.  I was so used to seeing the hottest girls ever at ASU and at Catholic University in DC, the girls are...not ASU girls.  They are super spiritual and nice.
9. I like to walk on dirt and little rocks.  I like the crunching sound it makes.
10. I confess that I have never been loved the way my husband loves me, by anyone, EVER.  I don't know if I deserve him.