The Little Things

When I was little my mom always told me to notice the little things. How the butterfly was sitting on the flower, the bird sitting in the tree. She also taught me not the take things for granted and cherish the time you have. And I have been trying to do that my whole life. After she passed I was a lot better about it. Then we moved, and I still cherished every minute I got to spent with my brother and sister and the rest of my family when we went home for the weeks we did, but here in Florida I didn't do it so much. Yes I loved the date nights w/hubby, and I was excited when N started cruising, then walking, and when he said his first word. I still remember when he learn new things or did something we didn't think he could do yet. But everything comes so easy for him. Once he starts something give him a few days(now more like a few hours) and he'd have it down.

Then came little M. At first it seemed little she was headed for the same path and I think in some ways she is. She does learn things fast. It's just that her body has to train harder. So every time she does something it's this being thing. I'm not taking for granted her milestones. Like yesterday she rolled over again. Again it was just the one time, but she did it again and that's all that matters. She also has been getting up on her knees, only for a few seconds, but that means her legs are getting a little looser. Well at lest her hips are.

This is just making me cherish the things that M AND N more. Even his new "tricks" are more exciting now. And some of them aren't so great(ie getting into my sewing box getting a needle, thread, and some fabric and trying to sew and in the process spilling all the pins all over the floor and unraveling the thread so that Noel can play w/it). So even thought they are both doing things at different paces, Both of their milestones are special and even more important.