BibChatter

It's Sunday morning and as always, another day begins with our little routine. My 8 wk old son rustles around in his crib just a foot from our bed, while my 18 month old (who graced us with his presence in our bed last night) sits up and starts the "Ba Ba" chant. My eyes are still closed but my body rises, as if on auto pilot, to get the boys, change diapers, warm bottles, grab a cup of coffee (a MUST!), and sneak a peak at Channel 5 news beforing putting on Barney. Our daughter is with her dad this week and even though she just went back yesterday, I miss her already.

As I carry Charlie on my hip and his bottle in the other, I hear the sweetest song coming from the living room. To other ears, it wouldn't make sense, but I can make out the random chants as "A, B, C, D....". Ben, my older son, has been practicing his ABC's. He is getting the tune somewhat down and blocks of letters in the right order, but somehow "G, H, I" comes after "R, S" in his version. Still music to my ears :-).


My husband comes down and helps with the boys and my coffee machine which I thought was taking a tank on me. That would be a disaster! He had just bought a Keurig Single Cup machine for my birthday in June, which I had been wanting for quite sometime. This year we bought a Tassimo for my brother-in-law and a Keuring for my mother-in-law - so I have been dying to have one too. Anyway, when it wouldn't brew, I began to get just a little frazzled because no matter what the day or the routine, I have to have my cup of coffee (ok, two cups). Needless to say, it was a simple fix, the coffee refill was crumpled a bit, so he popped in a new one and we are good to go.

Half an hour after rising, everyone is getting settled and I am finally starting to wake up...go java! Charlie and I are sitting on the couch, he is propped up on his Boppy in my lap drinking his bottle while Ben is mesmorized by Barney - that big purple dinosaur I swore I would never let my kids watch. Did I mention I was in my 20's when this opinion was formed and had no idea what I was talking about?

Looking around at my little ones going about their morning as usual, my husband relaxing on the recliner with Charlie resting peacefully on his chest; Ben sweetly chattering his "ABC's", and my coffee getting low (time for cup two), I thank God quitely for my life and for this moment which I can't wait to relive tomorrow. (Wait...tomorrow is Monday morning...routine will be a crazy!).....