Change.

I took this picture at a time in my life when I was implementing some change.

This picture hung on the mirror of my "station" the entire time I finished up Cosmetology(which I had started in High School). It was a good picture to see during the day because it reminded me of just how resiliant and happy my boy was. He wasn't feeling too bad about me leaving him. In fact I think he enjoyed the time away from me.

We both grew.

Now he is the one who leaves me to go to school.

We both enjoy those few short hours.

My life has snowballed into a pace, I'm not quite used to.

From a new church calling, to school, dance, soccer and a little home renovation, my brain is swamped.

Today is the first time I sat down at the computer actually without feeling like I was posting only because I had to in order to preserve a camping memory or what not.

I enjoy change.

It's the in-between that's hard.

I'm learning patience.

The adjustment is killer for me.

Did you know it's almost fall?

I opened my door this morning and BAM. 50 degrees and fog isn't very pretty at 5 am in the morning when your used to 65.

Did you know it's parent teacher conference time already?

Cash started school last week....I swear it.

I love a change for fall but this just might be the first fall I am feeling just the slightest tug on my heart strings when I think of saying good bye to summer.

Sailor still talks my ear off, sings, and dances and more so everyday.

She told me today that her Dad was her favorite.

It almost brought me to my knees, begging to know what I could do to be that doll's favorite.

When you are her favorite she runs barefoot out the door, up the 60 yard driveway and down the street, just like Hope Floats, following your car and screaming your name, while tears run down her face. She holds your face tight and gives long kisses. She snuggles you with her round, soft cheeks that I am in denial of losing.

Kindergarten has been kind to boys named Cash.

He sings songs about colors, loves to do homework, and wishes for things like getting to ride the bus, at least one time and going to school on Saturdays.

He is happy to see us when we come to get him and asks what we can do next.

That boy is as resiliant and happy as ever. As is his sibling.

I hope with all the change life brings, they can always be that way even if I want to continuously sweep where there is supposed to be baseboard all day long...

A time of big change at our house. 2/09