Looking Back.

Looking back over these pictures I just keep thinking, this summer was so fun. We got to do so many fun things, including San Fransisco shopping and two Giants games, a new and worthwhile experience that I want to repeat soon; camping with Joey's family in a trailer, which not only made it bearable with little kids but actually allowed us to relax and have a good time; Graeagle which was just heaven, and fun day trips like the one we took to Minden to swim in their huge swim center which is awesome and costs pennies compared to Wild (freak'en expensive and so not worth it) Waters. I enjoyed my boys so much, Joey and I are learning to like each other and have a good time together again, with kids, and things are on the up swing, despite the crap of life still being chucked at us, which, it will continue to do (Did someone say insurance companies who won't pay? What? Seriously? They do that? And I thought they were there to help us, to come along side...hmmm. Barf.).
We are (hopefully) learning to roll better with these punches. Knowing they will come, and, most importantly, go. Our relationships with each other and our boys don't have to suffer.
My job is going well. Both of them are. I am thankful to be doing what I am doing, to be able to dress in cute clothes because I teach preschool and you can do that, and to be able to bring my guitar and sing with the kids, and to watch two girls dancing and twirling and falling on the ground in all sorts of provocative poses if they only knew. But they don't. They are innocent and enjoying the music, dancing and singing and making up their own words. I look at them and smile.
We've talked about having more chill'ens but for now two is full and good. The more I stop thinking about having another one the more the ones I have fill up the space in my home, in my heart. Ethan is hilarious, if not a bit--cough**covering the mouth** intense, but really, we don't know anyone else around here like that, do we now?
Lord help me if Noah is not just the most mellow laid back snuggle bug there ever was. He's got a feisty side to him, though. Like he'll come outta no where and just smack you, right across the face. He's knocked out a couple of contacts. He's scarred my nose. He bites, especially when he's hungry, and he screams when he wants something. So, maybe he's not so mellow, and I am in total denial. But I don't care.
He still has those cheeks, those soft, wondering eyes, that would say if they could, "I'm really a nice guy." I believe him.
So all in all, it was a great summer. I switched out my clothes yesterday, which you wouldn't think would be such a big deal but I have noticed I blog about it every time I do it so it may be more significant than I give it credit for. If anything, it is a definite sign of change. My arms are open for it.