Dirt. The boys have created a makeshift sand box underneath the trampoline. I fought it as long as I could, and then I realized it was a losing battle, and one I wasn't really wanting to die for. So they have created the walls of Jericho, construction sites, and the like. It has given them hours of entertainment (albeit messy entertainment that many times gives me extra bath duty) and has allowed me a few moments here and there of peace and quiet. An older gentleman recently saw me outside playing with our boys and commented, "you just don't see many kids outside playing much anymore." It made me sad, and determined to not allow our family to slip into the pattern of missing out on simple pleasures like digging in dirt and ramping bikes up sidewalk curbs.
School. We've had plenty of changes over the past several weeks. We learned that Brayden will be at a new school next fall. It has been a roller coaster of emotions for all of us. I have mourned having to watch my child have pain that I can't really shield him from. I have seen him be brave in both expressing his emotions (something hard for boys) and seeking help in ways that he knows will help. We paid a visit to his Kindergarten teacher and she helped immensely. Sometimes it helps to have someone other than momma say that it's going to be ok. I've also learned that I can't just preach about God's promises if I don't intend to believe in them myself. It's easy to tell my kids that God works al things together for good, but when I actually have to live it out is where they learn to really grasp what it means. We've all used some of our questions as opportunities to believe that the Lord has a purpose for all that we're going through that will be used to paint a beautiful picture that we get to be a part of.
Connor has been registered for Kindergarten and is counting down the days and hours until he can go to "real" school. I've had people ask me if I am sad, and while I am sad at the reality of him not being with me most days, I am so excited for him to experience school. He is beyond ready and I can't wait to watch him learn and grow.
Teeth. Brayden has had a top tooth loose for quite a while. For weeks I would beg him to help wiggle it, yet he would never let me touch it. It got to the point that I could barely handle it; the tooth was gray and I thought for sure he'd lose it in his sleep and choke on it. All that changed when he decided that he'd use his new leatherman tool to pull it himself. WITH PLYERS. Y'all. I couldn't even handle the video, so I won't subject you to watching. I have a soft spot for little boys with front tooth gaps. I think it's absolutely adorable.
The Three Year Crazy. I'm not sure if it's because we're older and have forgotten the insanity of year three in human life or if the third go round is just way harder, but I think Drew and I are hobbling on the bring of insanity with the three year crazy. One day this week Drew and I were hugging in the living room when we overheard a dumping noise and then yelling of all sorts. I asked Drew if he was laughing and he said "no... I'm crying!" And then we just laughed and cried (it had been a long day for both of us). Parenting is not for the faint of heart. Especially if it involves an almost three year old. Good thing he's cute... peanut butter face and all.
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