photo friday

Let’s just accept the fact that this post will rarely actually appear on a Friday, ok? Good. I kinda got caught up watching White Collar on netflix last night & forgot to post!

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This is Miles in true form these days. He spent a good 10 minutes trying to rip a piece of this little people barn off. And then raging because he couldn’t do it. Can we all say ‘uh oh’, I’m in deep trouble with this one. Turns out my sweet Miles has a temper on him. I shouldn’t really be surprised, he is my child after all…

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The kids had a half day this past Wednesday and it was a beautiful afternoon, involving sprinklers (& umbrellas) & ice lollies. Summer just keeps hanging on her in the NW.

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He really likes to help. With a mischievous grin, always.

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This is what Miles & I did from 6-7 a.m. Friday. He grabbed my hair & smacked my face while I tried to sleep. Good times.

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Later that same morning he held his bottle for the first time, hurray!

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This is me icing my knee after my last long run before next Sunday’s half marathon. My body will definitely be glad when this is over! I hobbled around all day after this…

Happy Weekend!

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photo friday

…or Saturday, whatever. I tend to run at least a day behind, occupational hazard.
Let’s see, what have we been up to for the past 2 weeks? Have a look…

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Stella rode the bus to school, and loved it! She rides with her new bff Josey.

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School papers, I hate strongly dislike them.

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Olivia’s first soccer game of the season, Noah was really into the game {which is behind him, which he’s not even looking at}. Olivia scored her first ever goal, exciting stuff I tell you.

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Fresh crab, also very exciting!

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I’m on a bit of an organizing kick, and it’s about time!

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Miles can work the taps in my bathroom, he was VERY delighted.

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I’ve always wanted a granny square afghan. So far I’ve made 3 squares, and wow is it ever going to take a lot of squares! It may end up being a cushion, given my track record for finishing projects.

Happy Weekend!

it’s quiet

My goodness it’s quiet around here today.

The big kids are at school {which I’m still getting used to}, Stella is at her first full day of Kindergarten, & Miles is sleeping. I’m trying to enjoy it. I watched TV during the day {gasp!}, tidied up {and 30 minutes later it’s still tidy!}, painted a chair {without a little person trying to help}, ate breakfast {all by myself}. All of these things would normally delight me, but I’m feeling kind of…. lost I guess. I keep thinking about Stella eating lunch on her own at school.

Change stresses me out. Not a big surprise right? This is the case for most people I think. The problem is that this life of mine, it’sĀ always changing. A week ago, a month ago, 6 months ago, a year ago – all very different from today. And tomorrow will be too.

Life goes on. People change, they move away, babies grow up, start walking and talking. Cars break down, house are sold, summer ends.

I wish I was one of those people that finds all this change exciting. I’m simply not. It scares me, I feel left behind, forgotten, small.

The thing is I am small, but not forgotten.

I just wish everything didn’t scare me so much. I want to make friends, be involved at school, do a bible study, heck, why don’t I just go crazy and sign up for a half-marathon too? {incidentally I have in fact gone crazy and signed up for said half-marathon} These things paralyze me with fear. I’m 34 years old for crying out loud. Isn’t it time to just get it? {ps. anybody know what ‘it’ actually is?}

I really don’t have any answers, or a tidy conclusion to these thoughts.

I miss my life in Glasgow, or at least the picture I have of it in my head. That snapshot of happiness. I miss Stella with a fierceness that only she can bring out. I’m used to the idea of the big kids being at school all day, I’ve had a few years to do that. But this whole Stella-gone-all-day-at-school-thing, it’s going to take me some time.

I may have to homeschool Miles.

I think I hear the baby stirring {yay!}, I need to think of an errand to run so I can escape this for a little while, and an iced coffee can’t hurt.

How about you, do you like change? Does it excite you, or terrify you?

jx