Yesterday was one busy day. We woke up, got dressed, ate breakfast and headed to the doctor. While driving back over devil's slide the kids took one look at the amazing coastline and stated, "Let's go to the beach!" Despite being in my jeans, sweater, clogs...having no change of clothes for the kids, no blanket, sand toys, or food.....we went. We did have water, sunscreen, and my ergo...which is really all one needs.
I sat on the sand nursing the babe and watched the kids strip down to their undies and run in delight away from the waves. It was low tide with small waves, but of course I watched them like hawks. At one point while running away from a wave Kate fell face first in the shallow white water. I held my breath and watched....knowing she would be upset...but also knowing she was safe. Without a single thought Charlie (with a look of panic on his face) reached down, grabbed Kate underneath her arms and scooped her up. He literally picked her up and then grabbed her arm and ran away from the next wave...which was like 20 feet away :) He didn't let go of her arm until they were just inches in front of me. Moments before this happened I pulled them close to be and said in my most serious face (I have been working on a-I-am-serious face) that if they fell down a wave could come and take them away and they would drown....maybe I was a little too drastic...but I think a bit of fear of the ocean is really healthy...Needless to say I was so proud of Charlie and the way he "saved" his sister.
After the beach and lunch at San Benito we had 30 minutes to kill before drop off time at Los Ninos. It was a hot and sunny day in HMB and frozen yogurt sounded delicious. So we went to Nano's. The kids got their small chocolate yogurts with a side of M&Ms and they headed to the back area to sit on the small benches and dig in while I paid. After a few minutes I heard both kids crying....I thought hmmm...stay calm, finish paying and go see what is the matter. When I got to the backyard area I saw Kate sobbing, with her four fingers in her mouth (something she does when she is really worried, embarrassed, and sad)...Charlie was on the ground, crying with chocolate yogurt all over his face and M&Ms all over the ground. Apparently Charlie went to sit down and the chair fell backwards....his yogurt landing right on his face....the kids were alone in this situation for probably 2 or 3 minutes. What was so touching to me was how genuinely concerned and sad Kate was....when I walked up she was holding out her hand to Charlie, trying to give him one of her M&Ms saying: "Here Charwee....."
Sure they tease, yell, and hit each other a few times a day. But most of the time they have been playing so well. These two moments yesterday were proof that all the hard work is paying off. I want my children to have the type of relationship I have with my siblings. Aunt Kate and Uncle Josh are my closest friends......I would give them my M&Ms or rescue them from a crashing wave any day, and I know they would do the same for me.
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Too bad I missed these events, but probably for the best because I don't think I could have kept myself from laughing in either situation. And you know how mad they both get when I laugh AT them . . .
Oh my goddess those are the sweetest stories, Im practically choked up. Prob also cuz I miss you all so much. Remember the time you and I were eating ice-cream in the back seat of the Volvo going over 92, and I started puking and you reached your half eatin cup of ice cream over and held it in front of me while I filled the cup and then some? you and Adam are raising best friends just like mom and dad did.
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