What an absolutely incredible first day of spring. Sunny, breezy, and warm - we spent most of the evening outside, walking around the neighborhood and playing on the deck. I know there are many, many more relaxing, beautiful days like this to come; however, I couldn't help but think about how quickly time passes as I blew bubbles for Nathan and watched him laugh and jump and pop them, and as I continuously moved Ben away from the dirt clods he was eating from our gardening pots. Just one spring ago Nate was the one crawling around eating dirt clods. Two springs ago I was still pregnant with Nate, and three springs ago I was planning a wedding. I'm simply overcome at times at how truly blessed I am. And overcome by the fact that one day Nate won't be giggling over the bubbles anymore. Maybe not next spring, nor the spring after that, but it's going to come more quickly than I care to realize. So I'm trying to listen to that little voice in my head that's telling me to savor each moment, to relish in their innocence, and to simply enjoy their presence.
in midair catching the bubbles
"but mommy, I wanted to eat that dirt!"
"poking the camera is fun!"
St. Patty's Day fun at the park
