3. Soccer season is in full swing. There are moments when I laugh at how much of a soccer-mom I have become--I drive a mini-van with the back full of soccer balls and cleats and camp chairs and shin-guards and water bottles--but I love it. I love the look of confidence on the boys' faces when they score a goal. I love they way they do a post-game analysis of their moves with a bit of exaggeration. I love that they are realizing that if they want to be good at it, they have to work hard.
4. School is out for the summer. Miss B finished her second year of preschool. Fearless finished 1st grade. T-Man finished 3rd grade. And while I missed taking the end-of-the-school year pictures this year, I know that they have grown. I don't need the side-by-side to show me that. They have added some inches, but they also have endured and matured their mothering going through brain surgery and recovery, a wedding, a funeral, plus the regular elementary school coming-of-age type stuff. Fearless reads like a pro. T-Man knows all the parts of a crayfish and his multiplication facts. Miss B talks and talks and talks--with some words so clear no one could misunderstand her. I know it's so cliché, but it really is amazing the difference one school year can make.
5. And last of all...
(This is the biggest reason of all that I have not been posting on here.)
I have been sick as a dog and clinging to the couch pretty much since the moment we got back from my Granddad's funeral on April 14th.
No need to panic...Dr. Brains says everything in my head looks good.
Nope, this time it's that Baby #4 is joining our family in December and apparently is already attempting to make his or her place known by pretty much taking me down for the count. No other child of mine has made me this sick before...so who knows what we are in for this go around?!?