Will has pink eye. Ewww! But after watching the tornado coverage last night I was more than happy to stay home and love on him today. Luckily he feels fine. He’s happy and playful and full of energy. Only sign of sickness is a goopy eye. He begged me to pull out the basketball hoop so he could practice his mad skills. This boy can dunk, hit a lay up and run wind sprints! Watch out Big Ten — I hear UMD is already recruiting him!
May has been a busy month. I appreciate that. Busy means I don’t have time to get stuck in the sadness that this month tends to bring. But I feel like we’ve been so busy we haven’t had much time to slow down. I haven’t taken my camera out nearly as much as I’d like. I haven’t written at all. So when I was home a little early Thursday night, I took advantage of the warmth and daylight and got outside with my favorite guys. (Grandpa was there too but he didn’t get down on the ground.) These three boys … Read more
They say it gets easier. I’m not sure I believe them! Four years. It’s not any easier. It’s just different.
It’s blog circle time again! This month we were challenged to shoot through glass. I tried a couple of different concepts but really wanted to capture the boys getting ready for bed and some night time snuggles. I was finally able to set up the images tonight. These little boys are growing so fast. We are going through a particularly challenging phase with them – but one day I’ll look back at these images and long for the days (and nights) where they demanded so much of our attention. (And hopefully I’ll forget the yelling and biting and temper tantrums)! … Read more
I wish the good memories flowed as easily as the bad ones. I wish that details of the millions of conversations I had with my mom were as easy to recall as are the feeling of hitting the cold hospital floor after my mom cried that she was “going to miss the baby.” I wish I didn’t have to struggle to remember my mom’s hug or strain to hear the sound of her voice in my head. I wish I didn’t have detailed flashbacks of conversations with doctors, signing a DNR, the hospice room, or the school bus that kept … Read more