The boys were some kinda crazy I can't even describe. They blew some of their stink off playing the leapfrog sports game that Nena got { baby little }. Even that wasn't enough to wear them down for our trip to Kohl's. I must have had a look of embarrassment and resigned exasperation as a woman next to me chuckled and reminded me that at least they weren't crying...and that someday I would miss this. I know this. I know I will miss it so much my heart will ache to come back to it...even just for a moment. So I did the only thing I could the minute we walked in the door of our home...I joined them. I tackled them to the ground and tickled them til they cried mercy. They loved it. Every minute.
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What now?It truly is a labor of love each day to search for just the right image(s)...the ones that represent our daily lives...edit them, organize them, write about them. What a wonderful experience and an amazing amount of growth this year for me. It has been a great journey but one I am not jumping into again just yet. I am going to take a breather, let the dust settle and let inspiration find me and lead me to my next project. For now, I will continue to post about our lives but only when I feel it.
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