The top pics are from our visit to Willis (aka Sears) Tower. I had to take the boys up there before we moved. Working on the glass boxes was one of my first projects after graduating so it was especially fun to bring them. Ian at least understood that this was something I did because yesterday he drew a picture of a construction site at the tower and it was all girls working there and then in the middle of the tower is a woman working at a computer. He tells me that's me. It hangs in my cubicle at work now. Love love love it!!
The boys are just adorable these days when they aren't demons just landed straight from hell. Ok, that was a little melodramatic. I have found that it isn't their behavior that changes, it's my reaction to it. Some days it rolls off my back and some days I scream. Good thing I'm not working on perfection anymore...
Noa just celebrated his third birthday and today Henry is 16 months old. Hard to believe my little guys are growing up. Now I kinda get why people end up having so many kids. That first year is soooo hard, but somehow as you get away from it all you remember is the eked out little moments of bliss (probably just a delusion brought on by lack of sleep and hormones in the first place). No really - sometimes I love being up at 3am, when all is quiet and I have a warm little body totally snuggled in my lap and nursing. This is why I am still nursing Henry at 16 months. Why not? He loves it and so do I.
And when he is done, there won't be another - because three little munchkins are enough for this momma. Speaking of which - I really gotta get to bed. Good night.
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