And they grow.....

Lately I've been finding myself watching my children more intensely. I'm trying to capture every smile, every emotion, every grin and every moment of their ever changing young lives.

They're growing. They're growing fast and I'm not sure I'm ready for this yet. I often look at some of my bloggy friends who have grown children, married, with families of their own and I wonder "how did you do it, how could you bear it?".

I have no doubt when my time comes, I too will bear it, and do it and become an empty nester.

My Jasmine is going to be turning 14 in a few weeks.  She's now into boys, and girly things, and wants her bedroom decorated in black and white toile, and she wants Benedict Cumberbatch on her walls.  She is in love with Benedict Cumberbatch, and Colin Morgan, and Thom Hiddleston and BBC TV and anything English and says she is determined to go study in the UK.

She's not my tiny little girl anymore.

And then there's my boy.  My not so little boy anymore who is coming into his own.  He is going to be turning 10 in 3 weeks, and he also wants a big boy room and has very specific ideas about the color scheme and what goes on the walls and what is acceptable and allowed in the bedroom.

*sigh*

So, we've started on his room, I spent all day in there going though his things.

First thing out was the old bunkbed.  He used to love it and now he says it's for little kids. I got most of it disassembled but with my sciatica acting up I really couldn't get it all apart by myself, so had to wait for hubby to get home.

I sorted, and cleaned and reorganized......and the toys that were once his favorite on earth?  Now they're just "meh, I don't like it anymore, let's give it to Goodwill for another little boy to enjoy it."

After a few morning hours in his bedroom, I moved onto housework.

Piles of laundry fresh out of the dryer and waiting to be folded and put away.

Easter dishes pulled out of storage and washed and readied for Easter.

Kids and I took a walk to the mailbox and Jasmine was so excited when her teas came in. This child of mine found the best teas I've ever had.

Adagio Teas have fandom blends, which means tea blends made specifically for fans of TV shows, movies, books etc. I had no idea they existed until she asked me about a week ago if I would get her some.

The one you see above? From Doctor Who's the Tenth Doctor. It tastes really good.

This one below? Moriarty from Sherlock Holmes. And WOW it is out of this world good. I can't even begin to tell you just how delicious it is.

Honestly, if you love flavored teas you will really love these. Next on my list to try? Downtown Abbey teas, there's different flavors for each character. Jane Austen, Walking Dead, Supernatural? Check, Check, Check. Can't wait.

After that delicious cup of tea, I took care of my garden, the veggies needed some water. Just look at my parsley.

Have to keep these two away, as it's not the first time I've found them walking around my vegetables.

I love them dearly. Though they do drive me a little bonkers at times, especially when I'm cooking and Miss Bella is right under foot. The amount of times I have to jump, dodge, slide with food or knives in my hand. And no matter what I do, she will not budge. Have to be extra careful when I'm cooking, but I guess she just enjoys being where her mama is. :)

Had a yummy dinner of Speedy Goulash and after cleaning the kitchen, I played around with my new quilt strips.

Overall, it was a good homemaking day. 

Old things were taken out, new things were brought in, and children continued growing before my eyes. 

My heart is so extremely full at the moment.  Not just with love for my children and my husband, but for God too.  He never ceases to amaze me and He's always coming through in such huge humongous, can't miss, ways.  He is working on something huge at the moment and I'll be able to tell you more next week as it relates directly to my brother and sister in law.

I'm tired, but in a good way, so I'm going to call it a night with the promise that I'll be back tomorrow morning with another story from my childhood, maybe I'll turn Friday's into a step back in time.

God Bless,

Sandra