Jeff and Tim have this thing they talk about at Atlas all the time: Heaven on earth. Recently I was reading back some old journals, and part of a chapter in Jeff's book, and they were on how hard life was with the boys. It was, it has been- but as I get ready today to throw a baby shower for a friend and as I reflect on that time I cannot tell you how amazing life is. I don't want to jinx it, and yes, we are in the terrible twos, but dang. DANG! Life is amazing. The boys have grown and are able to tell us what they need and want. We are seeing the beginnings of patience and sharing and understanding. I guess this is to say that they are fun. The are thoughtful. They (sometimes) say "I love you" and "Thank you" with out being asked. Watching them interact with eachother is better still. Today Becket is running full speed from kitchen to bedroom to bathroom yelling for Augie.
"what's wrong?" I say
"Where did Augie go?"
"I don't know. Why do you need him?"
"I want Augie come dance with me"
... and off running.
Really
For moms and dads in exhaustion- it gets to be like this. And I can tell it will only get better.
Even the fights and fits, well, they atleast seem to be more reasonable (as in have a reason and therfore a soulution).
Our favorite things to do are:
read
bike in the trailer (although this sometimes is too tight a fit)
park
library
outside movie (drive in)
walk to UNC and play in the sprinklers
go to mommy's work
play, play, play
It is hard to remember that previous harder life- and perhaps I can truly love this one because I know how long we have worked to get to it.
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