not enough...

it seems like "not enough" is the theme of my life. or at least what i think is my theme.

there is "not enough" time to do what i need to do. there is "not enough" dr. pepper in my fridge to get me through my "not enough" sleep from last night. there is "not enough" space in my little house for 2 adults, 4 children, a frog and 5 extra friends today. there is "not enough" space on my counter to possibly hold all the dirty dishes i need to wash (so i will just store them in my sink, which there is definately "not enough" room). there is "not enough", "not enough", "not enough"... but what there really is "not enough" of is me taking the time to enjoy the little things that i so love.

last night when ky got home from work we were all just visiting and playing in the front room, when the only chair in our front room - broke. and i mean really broke. ky turned it upside down and the metal stealies come pouring out all over the floor. davis immediately ran to put some in his mouth, luckily his dad is still faster. so i sat on the stairs and watched ky, isaac, reagan, ethan and davis totally demolish the chair. they each had a screw driver, a drill, a socket wrench, hammer or pliers and they went to town. they got it into such small pieces that most of it fit into our garbage while ky took the rest to work to put in the dumpster. but the best part was seeing them all work together, watching reagan really working the socket, hearing davis' giggle as he squatted by ky and watched every little thing he was doing, seeing isaac look for any screw that he could put the drill to work on, and hearing ethan cheer when a big part of the chair fell off. i was enjoying it all so much, i forgot to take pictures during, but i did get some after shots.

there is also "not enough" of me writing down (or blogging) about how cute my kids are. tonight i was doing the dishes while reading scripture stories to ethan. we made it to the story of captain moroni and ethan asked if he was the good guy, to which i told him yes. he then asked me if he beats the bad guys, again i told him yes. he then told me "i want to be captain ramoni for halloween." and i will find "enough" time or money or whatever it takes to make a cute little captain ramoni.

there is "not enough" of me cuddling with reagan at bed time. every night she tells me to put my pajamas on, go potty, and meet her back in her bed. i have to admit, i don't do it nearly enough. so i made an effort and met her back in her bed tonight. it only took me 5 minutes and she was asleep, but i'm pretty sure she is going to remember a lot longer. if 5 minutes is "enough" for her, i will make sure "enough" happens a lot more often.

and there is for sure "not enough" of me playing x-box with isaac. he begged and begged me for weeks, so i gave in last week. i don't think he has ever been so bugged in his entire life (and he gets bugged easily). i don't do computer, ds, x-box, or game boy games. i couldn't get out of the ship or back in. i couldn't shoot, and when i did, i kept shooting my own team. and that little knobby thing that makes you go certain directions, well i'm positive that mine was broken, because i kept going in circles. but i did it for isaac, and i will make "enough" time to play (or bug) him again.

and davis . . . well there is just "not enough" patience for my little davis. he is a climber, a runner, a toilet water playing, disappearing to the neighbors, drawer emptying, buttons pushing, grandma stressing one year old. but today when he disappeared, i did not immediately stress. i just checked all bathrooms, under beds, in the pantry, at the neighbors and then the backyard, where i found him fully clothed playing in the sandbox full of water. and i had "enough" patience to laugh (just "not enough" to take a picture). but he was in heaven. a shivering, blue-lipped heaven, but still heaven. and i guess i can have "enough" patience for more bruises.

so i may not have enough of all the things i wish i had. but i really have enough of what counts.