Twin Shock

Three months after delivering twins, I still find it hard to believe that I actually had two babies at the same time. That sounds so silly, but it's true. Clearly, I know that there are two infants in our house - afterall, I change the diapers around here! Most of the time, I am just going about my daily "mom" business and don't give the "twinnyness" of Caleb and Matthew much thought. However, from time to time...I am overwhelmed by God's goodness to our family and His amazing sense of humor! :)

I am in awe of the way God gives just what we need - even when we don't know it! Had you asked me a year ago if I would like to have twins, I would have never answered "yes." Yet, here I am loving these toothless, grinning, chubby little boys who keep us up all night! I wouldn't go back now if I were able to. Adding Caleb and Matthew to our family has been so good for all of us...Brad has mastered multi-tasking, Sam has discovered the joy of making them smile and he loves it, Luke likes to touch their little toes and smile, and I am remembering to ask for God's help with my mothering and am amazed at all that I am capable of because of His faithfulness. God is good.

Freedom

I finally did it...I left the house with all four of my children by myself. Well, sort of. :) Sam attends preschool on Wednesday mornings at a church near our home. I dropped him off at 9:00 am and got some much needed "alone" time during the 12 minute drive home...I even splurged for a fountain diet coke for the ride. I arrived at home and Brad left for his office. So, this meant for the first time I was to pick Sam up with the 3 little ones in tow. I was only a little anxious - you just never know what might happen around here. To add to the drama, Luke isn't feeling so well. He has got it all: runny nose, sneezing, low-grade fever, not sleeping well, and miserable. I got everyone loaded up and arrived at the church a few minutes early. YAHOO! Sam's classroom is on the second floor of the building and there is no elevator. It's simply impossible for me to tote the twins in car carriers and Luke upstairs to get Sam. Thankfully, his teacher was willing to bring him down to the van for me. What a blessing! It was really exciting to think that I could actually do this - I am no longer a prisoner in my own home! Before I claim total victory maybe I should remember that it was a 12 minute drive and I didn't have to actually go into a store or accomplish anything - simply to bring everyone home again. :)

Heavenly Lunch Conversation

You can never be sure what lunch time will bring around the Johnson house - you can usually count on some food, a mess/spill, and some entertaining conversation. Today, our chat began with Sam asking me about career choices.

S: Mom, can I be a pirate when I grow up?

M: You can be a pirate if that is what God wants you to be.
He turned to his yummy pizza and yogurt for a few bites.

S: Are there waiters in Heaven?
I quickly scanned my memory for some scripture reference dealing with waiters and service in Heaven - came up blank. :)

M: I am not sure...what do you think?

S: I hope so...(long pause) I don't want to go to Heaven.

M: Why not?

S: I am afraid of heights.

I chuckled out loud...and then went on to explain that Heaven isn't a scary place at all - and we have no reason to be afraid because God loves us and will take care of us. Man, this kid keeps me on my toes. In case you're wondering what Luke was doing during this conversation, he was shoving cottage cheese in his mouth by the handful. :) Life is good.

Pretty Incredible

At 4 years old, Sam is at the height of imaginative play. He loves to pretend all of the time - playing with his action figures, his "little people" barn, with his stuffed animals, and he also loves to pretend he is a superhero. A good friend often shares the clothes that her sons have outgrown with us for Sam. In the last "batch" of clothes, Sam found these "Incredibles" pajamas. For the longest time, he simply slept in them. Now, they have become an obsession! He wears them at least 2 or 3 days a week, taking them off only to be washed sometimes. His "costume" also has accesories - gloves & boots (aka socks) and a "mask" (brad's freaky looking fishing glasses with the lenses out). Recently, I was standing at the sink washing dishes when he asked, "Mom, have you seen any crimes? I am a crimefighter and I need to find a crime." :) You can imagine the joy when I found some pj's in Luke's size! Sam nearly had a - and instantly began to plan a way for our entire family to have some. He was sure to include that i needed to have another baby so there could be a girl to be the "sister." I chuckled and suggested we'd have to remain an all boy crime fighting team - with a mom. You never know what the day will bring...these boys of mine are pretty incredible.