Good Medicine ...

Lately I've been exhausted. Not just a little tired, we're talking the beautiful morning sunshine peeks through the curtains and all I wanna do is chuck a pillow at the window and scream at the sunshine to go away. I know we've all had those days. I know they're normal, right???? Nodding would be a good response... Regardless of my preference for my oh so soft sheets and the weight of the quilt on my back I have managed to gather the strength required to roll out of bed every morning, curling my toes and muttering under breath about that rug I keep meaning to buy when my nice warm toes hit the cold wood floor. One of these days I'll get that rug and quit cursing when I wake up. Some day, right?

It's been a good week in this little cottage we call home. The giggles and quiet conversation between Sera and Lora are growing with every passing hour. Rather than attempting to smother her little sister, Lora has become quit fond of kissing her little "Nono" and letting me know when "Nono" is sleepy, stinky, or "ahnts cuuuupppp". She is turning into quit the little love bug, and I love it. She begs to go outside, and this weekend we certainly managed to do plenty of the outside thing. We made a trip to the aquarium, and hit Regatta Park before heading home (more on that tomorrow night). Tonight I want to delve into the awesomeness of Oregon springs. When you step out the front door to a sunny and clean 59 degree day and bask in the feel of the morning sunlight on your face. The air smells faintly of summer, just a hing of spring flowers mixed with morning dew and fresh cut grass. The breeze rustles the trees in just the right way, and it takes all you've got not to stand with your face upturned into the small streak of sunshine soaking up the distant whir of lawnmower blades and rustle of pine needles against budding pinecones. Then again, why not? Turn your face to the rays filtering through the branches and soak it up baby. It's Oregon, who knows when it's gonna be like this again, right?

Sunshine sure has some amazing medicinal properties. I am pretty sure I managed to get more done last week than I've accomplished in the last 6 months. We've got the back deck completely fenced in underneath, the front walkway is done, and Kris put lattice up for the Honeysuckle to take over. August and blooming Honeysuckle can't come quick enough. Loralai loves the outdoors as much as her parents do. Nina was napping so Lora and I grabbed the monitor and hit the front yard faster than the weather changes in these parts on Friday.

MMei on the other hand is still as much an outside girl as she always has been, but she's slowly starting to prefer inside. She's super big into this whole fashion designer/model thing and there is no talking the girl out of it. The camera for Christmas was a HUGE hit by the way, she never puts the thing down.

Most of the pictures of her are taken by her, as well as a lot of the ones I post on here and on Facebook. She's pretty good with a $40 Kodak, think we may have a backup plan for the future in case the whole Paris fashion designer thing doesn't work out. She;s growing up faster than I realized she would, and it's becoming more apparent every day that I didn't grow up as fast as she did. I try to ignore the fact that every once in a while she tells me she's not a baby and glares at me when I tell her she'll always be my baby. Six going on 16 folks. We definitely have our hand full.

Night times are easily the best part of our day around here.I mean, who can resist a bathtub full of shrieking, laughing, yummy smelling littles?

 And baby footprints? Melt my heart folks, although after three kids I gotta admit those darn Hallmark commercials warrant tissues far more often than they did 10 years ago (which was rarely ever by the way and is now practically every stupid time!).

There are always going to be days when the sweet bliss of sleep calls to me far stronger than a double espresso, but there is nothing that could ever compare to the little things in life that make every day better than the last. Here's to more days of seeping sunlight, the whir of lawnmowers, and rose buds; but right now I think I'll settle for that nice cozy set of sheets and the weight of a nice warm quilt holding me down.