I love that the mornings start with all six of us smooshed into our bed. Lots of cuddles, lots of wrestling and lots of noise! And always a few casualties - me getting head butted in the face by Bella, Jed screaming when Bella tried to remove a clump of his hair, Dad getting winded when he copped a set of knees in his ribs, and Bella getting swiped in the face by a Dad that was running out of hands to keep all of these boys at bay - and that was all before 7.30am!
I love that my boys were full of joy and excitement for the whole time their cousin Max was here for a sleep over (and lots more wrestling!). And when we went to drop him off at Grandma and Grandpas house, what was to be a quick visit turned into a wonderful trip back to my childhood. The kids started arm wrestling and before I knew it, I was on the floor face to face with Mum. Through fits of giggles we took each other on - if you can make her giggle enough you can beat her every time! Dad still plays the same game, lets you win for a bit then takes you out! And my brother still flogs me! Was so much fun, wish I had taken my camera - there was lots of grimacing faces and giggles!
I love lazy Sundays when my Rhyan decides to do something special for his kids. One rope, one tarp, a few pavers, and 5 minutes later they had a fabulous tent to play in.
And the fun started!
Look, I got them all in one photo! Does not happen often!
Love these ones of Bella and Rhyan!
And me, I just get to soak it all in, holding back the ever present tears of complete amazement - I get to be their Mum - how lucky did I get.
And then you realize it is past lunchtime!
Another great weekend...perfect.