I have been procrastinating writing about life, for no reason in particular. There has been so much going on around the house that I feel so busy, but when I sit down to write about it, I feel that I have done nothing worth sharing. I suppose that's just all a part of being a responsible adult: keeping busy, getting stuff done, and it's not always that glamorous.
I have been going to a chiropractor lately to deal with my back pain, and while my back still hurts, I feel that it has helped a lot as well. My husband ordered us a Teeter back inverter as well, so for a couple minutes a day, we get to hang upside down like bats. That's pretty cool. It's surprisingly relaxing, and is supposed to help stretch us out from a long day dealing with the forces of gravity, it was also recommended by my chiropractor to help move my treatment along, so here's to hoping!
The girls keep me on my toes everyday: they make me laugh, smile, and question my sanity.
My little monkey's are always climbing on something, and my youngest has taken a liking to standing on everything and anything she can get to. It seems that every time I turn around, she is standing on a chair, or a toy car, or whatever else she has found to climb onto in that moment. She must be eager to grow up, because she always looks so pleased with herself just standing up tall. She is starting to say more and more words, 'Water' and 'Banana' being her favorites (second to 'Mommy' and 'Daddy').
My preschooler is becoming very strong willed, and some days I can't believe she's still only three. She has made several friends at school, and seems to be learning a lot there. She can trace all of the letters of the alphabet, write the letter H on her own without any visual, recognize each letter, and recite the alphabet on her own. Learning to count to twenty, which she can do, but often gets lost between 14-18 and just needs a little prompting. She will be going for an IQ test in April to find out if she qualifies for the advanced placement program with the school district, though she loves her current preschool teacher so much I don't know how I'll ever find it in me to enroll her anywhere else - can't she just stay in preschool for the next 18 years?
Don't grow up to soon my little munchkins...
My husband has taken the girls out to the store, and I think I may have a few minutes before they get back, so that's all for now. If you need me, I'll be hanging upside down like a bat in the basement.