Truth be told I didn’t take a photo today, the last day of all days. I was out working at a wedding I ended up staying back late for and I missed my goodnight to these two. So I’ll borrow an older frame from a week or so ago.
These two can drive me crazy in a short minute, but I miss them almost immediately when they’re not around. Funny that. The best bit about heading out to work is coming home. Home into the arms of my boys, their soft little kisses and big squeezes and just enjoying our togetherness. My home. My heart xo
It’s the eve of the last day of this project and I feel like I still have so many stories to tell. Like about how much I love this man. This pregnancy seems to be a little tougher than the last two (maybe I’m just getting old), and this love of mine has certainly given more than I knew he had to make up for my blobbiness. While I slept the days and nights away and lay on every couch I could find, he made sure the rest of the family still functioned like it should. A friend of mine once told me I would love my husband even more once kids came along and at the time I didn’t really understand. But now I do, and it’s so true. His patience and grace is something I look up to, his strength and gentleness a beautiful example to our boys, and the way he connects with them simply makes my heart happy. Still looking forward to growing old together.
They are growing before my eyes today. I drew a hopscotch on the floor and they wrote their names in chalk by the side. Well, Luke’s is rather artful and Jesse does his number plate style (“J-E-5-5-E”) but they are little milestones all the same. The weather was perfect today so we ate dinner together as a family in our outdoor area and I relaxed about the proximity of the pool which normally has me all anxious. The golden evening seemed too good to waste so we walked all the way to the shops for dessert which we’ve never done before without the pram and the boys literally ran all the way, up the hills and all. Yup. My babies are all big now.
I still don’t know the rules of cricket, or what the scores really mean. But I think my little guys playing with a miniature cricket set is super cute. Best activity on a rainy day….too bad it only lasted all of three seconds before someone ran away with the ball and they chased each other through the house and it was all over.
About a year ago, I remember thinking the rain would never end and bedtime would never come so I came up with the bright idea of declaring it a bubble bath afternoon. We had no bubbles for our bath so I packed the two kids in the car to buy that one item from our local and it improved our afternoon tenfold. Ever since then, rainy days (and rainy days only) have been declared bubble bath days and the novelty doesn’t seem to be wearing off anytime soon. Yippee!!!