Our boys live outside. They spend the days riding bikes, digging for worms, helping Daddy in the yard, and going from one game of make believe to the next. Some days, usually the ones where daddy is out there too, I can't even get them inside before the sun is going down. But when they do come in, they are hungry, filthy, and happy. I love the slow pace of their childhood. I love that they can just enjoy being little. I don't even mind the dirty feet (they never wear shoes) or the bowls packed with worms and dirt (as long as they stay in the "homekool" room). The are just signs of a great day of boys being boys.
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| I don't mind them being dirty as long as I get to clean them up once in a while for pictures :-) |
Then there is our Scarlett. Her personality is blooming as bright as the spring flowers. I am genuinely a little obsessed with her! I mean, have you seen those cheeks?! There is just so much personality in that little body of hers. She is never still and she wants to be in the middle of whatever is going on and has such a desire to connect and engage. There is very little of the day that she isn't on my hip or in her moby (aka the womb - "b" is pronounced) so she doesn't miss a thing. Before she was even three months old she was ready to carry on full conversations. I guess she came to the right family for that because, boy, she has a LOT to say!
My favorite is when she will lock eyes with me and her bright eyes light up and the sweetest smile spreads over her face. In those moments, I am reminded that being a Mommy is the most incredible blessing I could ever hope for.





















































