Is that the same laundry pile from six months ago?
The same one next to the giant fuzzy lint ball I must have missed with the vacuum six months ago?
The truth is mundane, but factual. The last six months have been filled with the everyday. The everday that occupies my every minute. My two sweet boys who are at once a slice of heaven and the source of this nagging migraine. They are getting bigger everyday. Learning something new everyday. I feel my memory getting weaker as I age and so I must focus on these little miracles or I will surely miss something.
And with the new year brings some cleaning of cobwebs. The huz and I managed to clear out the storage shed and properly store ancient memories in clear plastic bins to keep out the roaches. My next project is to clear out an old website of photos that have been laying untouched, with no additions for over two years. And during that process, I will share some here. Years old memories mixed with the ones we are making everyday.
Today's are of my oldest boy, who will be seven years old in just a few months. These taken just weeks after his birth. My little jaundiced conehead. I love you more everyday. xoxo.
And for comparison sake, one taken less than a month ago, Christmas morning 2011, with little brother.
It's going to be a great 2012.
“Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.” James Baldwin
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