Whew....

Life has been so hectic that I have had a difficult time to sit and, well, sit. I forgot what life was like with a 2 year old. Constant motion. Hands that seem to reach beyond one's expectations, and cat like quickness that won' t let you turn your back for a second. Oh, the life of a two year old. Last night at dinner, the boys and I talked. We laughed about the frustrations associated with a 2 year old. None of us could completely understand how we can be so angry, yet love this little one so much. We laughed,
I breathed.
Life continues to move forward. Kade and Isaac are so busy with baseball. Between their games, practices, my work nights, and sweet Josie I have had a hard time finding down time. So the blog has lost time with me. A large gap where so much has happened, and sadly some of the moments worth remembering will slowly fade into nothingness.

Time for a breath. A moment to sit. A moment to relax. Time to reflect.But yesterday was one of those magical days. A moment where tears begin to form, our heart beats in our throat and time stands still. I watched Kade slowly open his letter to Goodwillie Environmental School. His hands shook. The envelope seemed so difficult to open. The paper tore, suddenly I saw "Congratulations!". A month of waiting, a moment of relief. Kade had been accepted into the school. A time to breath. I am fortunate that my 10 year old was accepted into a very competitive school, but we openly talked about the many who may have had their breath taken away as they realized that one of their hopes may have been left unrealized. Another of life's hard lessons. Our fortune is another's misery. Elated and sorrowful. So many ups and downs. So much happiness, but a time to reflect on another's loss. Learning to be gracious can be difficult for a child,but it is a value that is so important.

I am so proud of my children. Our biggest lesson, if you always give your best effort, you will never have anything to be ashamed of. They are learning, and I am still learning from them.