It is the new year - we dip apples in honey, and feel the tart burst of apple mix with the sweetness of honey on our tongues. Life is like this, isn't it? Always some tartness mixed with some sweet. The rub is learning to focus on the sweetness; of course, the tartness is always mixed into the background, that is part of life.(more)
During a visit from the Rhode Island contingent, Amy's cousin Sachem shot a video of the boys playing with the Stomp Rocket. I guess the new iPhone shoots in slo-mo by default, resulting in an epic video.
However, watching 60 seconds of silent slow motion footage leaves you needing a little something... so I added the only sound that made sense.
Because we've discovered that sometimes all we have time for around here is "short and sweet" (or nothing at all), here are some of the highlights of this last week, in bullet points and pictures. Because as they say, the days are long but the years are short. And we want to remember.
The babies had their first swim in the country club wading pool, with help from Grams.(more)
Dear Nora and Maya,(more)
Today was the first day of our summer vacation. Seth finished up kindergarten on Friday, and Evan finished up daycare. I do have a mega-post in the the works dedicated to the babies' development over the last year, but it might take me a little bit, so in the meantime, I want to blog little snippets of our summer, even if they are short.(more)
It's been a very busy time around our house, but we wanted to share a little something for the girl's birthday! It's hard to imagine our life without 4 kids, and it's been a wonderful year getting to know both of you.(more)
As I cuddle them to my chest, sometimes together, sometimes one at a time, they smell of baby cereal and sweet milky breath. They are almost eight months old. I read other people's blogs, the monthly baby updates, and think, I will backtrack and do that! But there is never time to backtrack and start from where I left off. Inertia. To start writing again, I must just start writing. From here, where we are. And backtrack as I can. I feel that I have a lot to say, to document, to savor, to memorize, to process. Should I write about more of my feelings in this space, in addition to all the milestones and memories I want to record? Let's see how it goes. Back in high school I fancied myself a writer, and while now that is far from the truth, I still feel that pull to put words to paper (or to blog). I certainly have a lot of material!(more)