who's the boss?

i really do love all the stages my children have gone through...but i think the age when they begin to talk is truly the funniest. my son says the most random things at the most random times. a week ago he taps me on my leg and says, "mom, i'm incredible!" "you are?" "yep, i'm incredible!" i can't wait to hear all the crazy thing my daughter will soon be saying. the two of them together have created a wild tag-team duo. they both love to tackle me and wrestle me down to the ground...only so makayah can plant slobber kisses all over my face. but i think, they secretly love to drive me crazy. and they are so good at it. however, with all their silly antics, my son is such an amazing big brother. when makayah makes a break for the dog food, isaiah scrambles up behind her, grabbing her chubby legs and dragging her on the kitchen floor out of mugsy's bowl. he also keeps an eye on her so she doesn't tumble down the stairs. she, of course, despises the restrictions, and howls every time her ankles are taken hold of. despite her screams, i'm so glad that isaiah cares enough to take care of his little sister. he'll be turning three next month, and it blows my mind. i wish i could just keep him small enough to fit inside my arms forever. i love reading bedtime stories, singing bedtime songs, and holding him before he drifts off to sleep...and i have to keep reminding myself that one day, things will change with every year gone by. but thats the way things are, and i suppose i just have to revel in the time we have now; in the time he is small enough to hold in my lap, small enough to snuggle up to...the times he will let me and calls out, "mommy, hold me!" it is quite funny to think that one day, I will be the one small enough to fit in his arms. that will be strange. so for now, i'm incredibly lucky to have two snuggle bugs curling up in my arms. makayah, deceitfully cuddly, i only say that because of her sometimes prickly personality...will smile, let out a burst of giggles, curl her head towards her shoulder, and then bury her head in my neck. i love it. oh my baby girl! she is so sweet and spicy! just today she wanted to play with my laptop. i told her she couldn't touch. she pointed her finger at me and let out an angry yelp. what the?! my little girl is already talking back? the whole thing just took me by surprise, i laughed...and i'm sure that just egged her on. i'm so bad at doing that. i would be consistent in my discipline...if only it weren't for the laughter. kinda sends the wrong message to them. oh well. so, isaiah jumps in and says, "mom. don't get mad at makayah." ????what's going on here? i'm being double teamed! (see, they look sweet and innocent...) the odds were not in my favor today. anyway, it turned into another wrestling match, and i think i lost. hmm, i'm gonna have to rethink my strategy...especially with my little diva. she's throwing me for a loop here. oh yeah, speaking of rascals, my pug snuck out of the house this morning and was unfortunately returned by the cops...agh! somedays, i seriously contemplate selling the mangy thing. BUT, he's my son's dog..."mom, don't be mad at mugsy." why? "because, he's my dog." oh, well, in that case... anyway, it was another fun, but very exhausting day. i don't think it would've been that exhausting had i not have had to unpack and organize the office area. yes, we are back in our house in provo. relieved, is definately the word for it. isaiah missed his jungle room and kept asking when we were going home. no place felt like home compared to this one. and i am glad we are back.