Summer

I keep thinking that if I ever got back onto this little spot and typed words out again, I would need to start from the beginning, about why I left off in the first place. Slowly, all the bad memories and feelings have started to be soften by all the good memories that have been taking place since the bad ones entered. Could you be more vague? Probably, but I know at some point I will let it all out about how different my life is now, compared to how it was just a year ago. But I'm no different than most people in this world. Everyone's life changes within 12 months, mine just changed without my consent and I'm a bit out of sorts about the whole thing.

So instead of starting from the beginning and working my way the here and now, I'm just going to start from the now.

Summer with 3 kids home for 12 weeks is no joke. However, I'm different then I use to be about this season. I mean I always enjoyed summer but I never actually looked forward to it. I basically thought it just got in the way of us getting to fall. How rude of it to show us all the brilliant colors and wrap us in all it's warmth and then allow us to eat all the wonderful foods and smell all the vibrant flowers that grow in it's heat. Yeah, I'm just now realizing after 31 years how vital summer is to my mind and apparently my growth.

I grew all my babies during the summer and most of my favorite photos have been taken during this season of renewal. So I've finally come to terms with the fact that apparently, I'm a summer person after all. You all are so proud, I know.

Funny thing about summer break with kids, you think during the school year, when they are forced to learn so much in such a short amount of time, that; that's when they will grow and learn the most. On the contrary this isn't so true for our family. I have noticed the most growth, maturity wise and physically, during the summer months. Cecelia has shot up over night it seems and all her little summer dresses that we just bought 2 months ago are getting to be on the risque side of short. Arlo is reading books that just a few months ago, would have held no interest in, you know lack of pictures and all that. Of course, Nash is talking and using words correctly and if his hair keeps growing he might be walking into walls for lack sight.

Well you get the idea, summer equals growth in this house.

Tonight all the kids were outside playing so I hopped into the shower quick. When I got out I peeked out the window to check on the kids to find them soaking wet! I thought for sure Arlo had grabbed the hose, but then I noticed that it was actually raining. I swear it wasn't when I sent them outside. They were having a blast, so I ran and grabbed my camera and snapped a few of them enjoying a summer rainstorm.

I've said it time and time again, Arlo's eyes are golden, just like his hair, just like his little heart.

As much as I gush about the love the boys have for one another, as well as their annoyance with each other. These two have the sweetest relationship. For being seven years apart, I always worried they wouldn't be very close, but I think their age difference makes up part of their special bond. 

These 3, Arlo snuggling in close to Nash and Cece's sly smile. I think often to myself about the wild ride these 3 are going to give us before they are all out of the house.

I'm not sure how I'm going to handle all that she is going to throw at us as she gets older. I'm pretty sure Nate is going to struggle more so than me.