Today: Trucks & Other Drama

This morning started off early. The babes were all up with the birds, and the mama does not like to be up with the birds. Little Miss has officially busted out of her swaddle and now throws her stinger all around in the bed (we call her Thump-Thumps) and ends up all upside-down and backwards in her crib. And, of course, if she ends up on her tummy, she cries and cries, so we are adjusting to the new routine! That said, she has not had her middle-of-the-night party the last two nights, so that is a treat!

She does love a good little morning nap, and then she has her breakfast. She was getting ready for the fun this morning!

And, she’s learned what the bib means—food is coming! This bib was her mama’s! Some things do seem to last forever . . .

Due to the early morning combined with a promise of last night from Daddy that if Hudsey looked out of his bedroom window he would see the “ ‘cycle truck,” (fyi: He did look out his window and he did not see the ‘Cycle truck) there was a bit of drama to be had. This child did not want to have a diaper change, take his clothes off, put new ones on, or eat breakfast without having seeing the recycling truck. I explained to him that the driver has to wake up, brush his teeth, put on his clothes, get in his car (at this point, William corrected me and said “no, truck, mommy!” and I said “not yet—CAR”), drive to the ‘Cycle Truck Parking Lot, turn on the truck, and then he probably realized that he was out of gas and he had to go to the gas station . . . THEREFORE, we need to WAIT FOR HIM TO COME. Waiting is not a strong suit of the Reppards. It does not come easily. We hold tightly onto our dreams and plans. So, needless to say, this morning was off to a sad start.

We did have a conference call with Daddy to talk us through why the truck had not yet come. Sometimes, we need a reminder of why we are waiting . . .

Others of us were happy drinking our milk with peanut butter on our face . . . and content to wait . . .

We carried on with our oh-so-sad little morning and let little miss roll all around, which is her new favorite thing to do!

Does it get any cuter than this? These thighs are amazing!

I feel certain that it will not be long before this crab catches her brothers!

Oh, sadness.

And, more rolling!

And, some playtime with the phone.

Oh, my heart!

Anna was so very thankful that her brother gave her a detailed instruction on using the phone. Anna, you say “Where da ‘cycle truck?”

Despite my attempts to keep her on the massive quilt, she always ends up on the floor!

this picture just makes me laugh! I LOVE IT!

Much to everyone’s great pleasure and excitement, before we left the house, we sat on our front step and watched in amazement:

1 Recycling Truck—the driver even waved to us, bless his heart!

1 police car

1-2-3-4, yes 4 tow trucks (which waived and HONKED at us) and a special thank you to Jane who called and texted me to remind me to MOVE MY CAR. otherwise, we would have been sitting on the stoop waving as my car was towed down the street!

and these were ALL driving down our street. Then, from the car, we saw:

1 crane

1 Delivery Truck

and ANOTHER ‘CYCLE TRUCK!

And, the boys were thrilled. It was as though these trucks were coming bearing pounds of gold for our family. William said “Dis is FUN! Dis is really FUN!” and, Hudson said “ME YUV ‘CYCLE TRUCKS, MOMMY! ME YUV DEM!”

With all of our hopes and dreams come true, we headed off to run errands . . . (These next few are from my cell phone) . . . And, we went and picked up the new shades for this handsome man. Is he cool or what? (And, he loves them. LOVES THEM.) Things are no longer “too bright,” and he can see now, too!

And, when we got home, it was street cleaning time. OH, THE JOY!

They were literally squealing with excitement!

(*note the pottys in the picture. guess what is in our future? you can pray for us. I am DREADING THIS.)

Seeing the street cleaning team (1 big truck spraying water, 3 cleaning trucks, 1 police car, and 1 van) was AH-MAZ-ING! I’m not sure that these two boys could have imagined a better day! They kept listing all of the trucks we saw! And, we even called and told Daddy all about it! I am so glad that our day took a turn from so-sad to shockingly great. Isn't that such a sweet thing for us all? And, especially for Mommy, who, you know, was up with the birds, after all!

Here’s to hoping you see many interesting trucks today. And, if not, please try your best not to cry about it. Your time will come, I promise. And, if you get really antsy, just come by two Thursdays from now, and we can sit on the stoop and wait together for the JOY of watching the ‘Cycle Truck drive down our street. You will NOT be disappointed.