Things I love

 My two little tigers.

Rainy days.

 The new park downtown that we found.
The awesome bridge there that makes you feel like you are in France.
How studly Charlie looks in his suspenders.

 My new shirt from Target.

 The perfect view of the city from that bridge.

I could be done.

Sometimes I think of what my life would be like if I were a normal person.  According to the national average, I should be done having kids.  Some people that don't know me even assume that I am.  I see people utterly confused if I hint at a potential third child. "What? But you already have one of each..." as if the only reasonable explanation for wanting another child is trying for one of a different gender.  I've already reached replacement rate.  What more do I want?

Admittedly, it might be nice to be done.  I would never have to buy a minivan or an SUV. I wouldn't have to keep in mind our family's growth potential when looking for houses.  I could buy clothes without having to calculate in my mind how long I would be able to wear them before getting pregnant and not being able to fit in them again.  And honestly, I have two REALLY GOOD kids*.  They have their difficult moments, but sometimes I think about just having them for the rest of my life and I think, my life would be so easy.

But easy has never been the way I live.  I see people with new babies and I swear my uterus skips a beat. I'm not in any rush-- if I wanted to have all my kids really close together, I wouldn't have started when I was 20.  I'm sure there will be more.  I love babies.  But for now, I really enjoy only having as many as the national average.

*Please note that this phrase does not apply to Violet during the hours of 8-10 PM or to Charlie when he is hot.