I Am Grateful

today was a good day.

there were still tantrums and there were fights but they were ones i could still smile after.

today i am grateful for my three little boys.

i am grateful that i am there mum.

i am grateful that i am their comforter, their biggest fan, their nurse, their teacher, their guide, their chef.

i am grateful for every achievement they have accomplished.

i am grateful for every failure they have overcome.

i am grateful to be the one who irons their shirts for church.

i am grateful that i am the one who does their buttons and shoelaces up.

i am grateful that i get to do their hair and help them brush their teeth.

i am grateful to be able to be blessed with the magic of kissing a sore and it magically feels better.

i am grateful for the snotty noses i get to wipe when the snot is oozing its way down to their lips.

i am grateful to be able to give that special sort of mother hug that tears disappear and smiles replace.
i am grateful for the daily train track i build.
i am grateful for the ninja turtle fights, and the avenger dress-ups.
i am grateful for the million matchbox cars that are left lying around all over the house.
i am grateful for the lego left out at night that i step on.
i am grateful for the planes that we spot in the sky and the trucks and buses that we count on the road.
i am grateful for the little conversations that we have while we are in the car, while we are cooking together, while we are at the dinner table.
i am grateful for the rendition of I Am A Child Of God that they sing in the most off-tune voices.
I am grateful for their sweet, tender, meaningful prayers that get to be apart of.
I am grateful for the love that they teach me to have more of.

i am grateful to call myself their mother.

one day they will grow up - some days i wish that it would come much sooner - but i will wish all these simple daily tasks (that sometimes are a nuisance) to have not gone so fast.

they will never know how much i love them or the aspirations and hopes i have for them until they become fathers for themselves one day.

i love being a mum of boys, but not just any boys, my boys.

Rain Rain Go Away

sydney peeps, whats going on with our weather?

it's ridiculous !

i really dislike rain, ALOT.

so this weather and I just arn't agreeing and it def does not agree with my boys.

not sure if it's all boys or just mine (because they inherited my genes) but they hate being soped up inside for more than a day.

the boys literally could live outside as soon as they wake up until they get called in for bed.

we have started to go a little kuku this week.

if there is no sun soon for a day straight i am concerned about what will happen to our sanity in this household ;).

so yesterday i had enough of the raining not raining shinanigins that we decided that we would get out for a quick walk to the bakery, get some treats, jump in puddles and run back all before it started pouring again into our cubby house that we had made in the lounge room.

it hasn't helped that braxton has decided to come down with the flu while his dad is away.

he is in denial he is sick (because neurofen is AMAZING) i have to remind him to keep taking it easy, needles to say he didn't listen to me and crashed out at 5pm.