You've always wanted a demonstration of what exactly goes on between these two ears of mine? Well hold on, you're in for a ride...or perhaps I should write a read.
Shew. Life. As I sit here and ponder where to even begin my mind is whirling with a million different thoughts, all of them completely random and not tied to the other.
Life is good.
Life is beautiful.
What an incredible gift.
My little hands are full in this thirty-three year old life of mine.
How did I get to be thirty-three anyhow? The other day I called my Mother to ask her how old I was. I was driving and couldn't do the math, and for some reason I could not for the life of me remember if I was thirty-three or thirty-four. She helped me out, and I was relieved to find that I am the younger of the two.
But seriously. Who put me in charge? How am I not still a high school girl going in for my shift at the grocery store where I typically owed money at the end of the month after charging so much to my account during my shifts. (True story. You can not turn this girl loose in a grocery store filled with delicious food, ask me to work a ten hour shift,and not expect me to want to try all kinds of delicacies that my mother would never purchase. Temptation overload.
How am I not a late teen-something college girl eating nachos at 3 a.m. with my girlfriends and flirting with boys instead of passing my classes?
How am I not a twenty year old youngin' smitten and completely in love with a boy from Virginia, covered in salmon guts, working my tail off in Alaska? (I have to laugh at that intended pun – because the building Chris worked in was actually referred to as “tail off’)
Thirty-three, a mother of three, two of which are now in preschool?
Written in the words of a true Minnesotan - Uff Da!
And so I’ve discovered that life doesn’t stop being lived just because it’s not being blogged about on here. I don’t know how days, weeks, and even a month passes before I get on here again. Sometimes though it’s just too formulate words around the life that is being lived within these walls.
That’s why I like pictures to do the talking instead. So here we go…
The boys are loving school. On Tuesday and Thursday mornings when I wake them up extra early they literally leap out of bed exclaiming, “It’s a school day!” I’m not sure how I should interpret their excitement to get away from me for a few hours, but I choose to just be thankful that they are loving it as much as they are! I have already seen a lot of growth in them in all kinds of areas. Socially, emotionally, and of course academically. They are writing their names, reading a bit, and teaching me all kinds of tidbits and new songs along the way.
I am incredibly proud of them and have had tears in my eyes numerous times as they continue to amaze me with how they are growing up.
My little girl turned two. I had to capture her a bit in this season of life, so the other day after dropping the boys off at school her and I visited a local park to get a few shots. To say she loved the alone time and attention is an understatement! She was a complete and total ham! I am cherishing my alone time with her. She talks non-stop when her brothers are away, but sure is ready to see them again when we go and pick them up!
Fall has arrived, so along with that comes a visit to the pumpkin patch of course!
We tagged along with some friends and enjoyed an 85 degree afternoon doing wagon rides, a petting zoo, and hunting for that perfect pumpkin!
And for now, that’s a wrap-up of our lives here. I am going to try, earnestly try, to do better about keeping up on here. For my own sake, for memories sake. We’ll see how that goes!
Until next time…
