Oh wait. She had a baby. Yup. An absolutely adorable, heart-stoppingly cute, charm-your-socks-off-with-sweetness, realign the center of my universe, baby boy. He stole our hearts last October and nothing has been the same day or night since. (I will gladly show you lots of pictures of him, as soon as I find my camera, remember to charge the battery, get around to downloading them to computer, and eventually upload them to the blog) Add that to the three energetic, creative, expressive, clever, growing girls home all day and it adds up to a semi-supressed whirlwind that we happily call "this time of life." I wouldn't trade it, not for a clean house or a finished project or a quiet moment. Ok, maybe for a quiet moment, but not very many because I don't want to miss out.
It occurred to me this morning that while four children keep me reaching with both hands and both feet in opposite directions at the same time I have never wished for fewer children, only for more hands. It is true that I lose my keys, my patience, and the better part of my mind on daily basis, but with one look of their bright eyes my children completely win me over.