24th of July weekend at the Cabin
We spent 4 days up at he cabin over the 24th of July. It was so great. The weather here at home has been hot.. too hot. It was so nice to be outside where the air was a little cooler. The mornings and evenings were crisp and perfect. The boys built a fort, painted rocks, played horseshoe, rode motorcycles, and didn't ask for a screen once! It makes me so happy to see them out exploring the world around them in the beautiful nature. We spent some time at the reservoir where Theo and the boys swam. Cash jumped off the rocks over and over. Jones tried his very hardest to join in with them, but the rocks where just too hard on his feet. Simon stayed closer to me going in and out of the water. I sat on a rock and watched the boys and looked around at the scenery. The reservoir is surrounded by green trees and mountains in the distance. I felt so grateful to be alive. This world is full of so much beauty. What gift it is.
One memory I dont want to forget; I was reading on the porch in the swing trying my hardest to keep my eyes open with the kids playing in the back ground. I dozed off for a few minutes and woke up to a huge dandi lion stitting just perfectly on my lap. I knew it was from one of my boys. I love the thought of one of them seeing me asleep in the swing and deciding to place their "flower" right there on my lap. How lucky am I to be loved so simply and perfectly? A few minutes later Jones asked me if I like the flower he set on my lap? I love him.
Another memory I dont want to forget; sleeping at the cabin is always interesting... all 5 of us in a bedroom and cranky kids.. usually not very good sleep. But the experience of it pays off that you just deal with the lack of sleep. One night I woke up to pee ( for the 46th time that night- pregnant) As I laid there trying to fall back asleep, all I could hear was the soft repetitive breathing of Simon. His sweet little body that was looking huge in the little pack and play Nestled up with his always faithful batman blanket. As I listened to his perfect little breaths I was overwhelmed with the feeling of love for him. Its hard to describe how much I love my boys. Im grateful for the little moments of just complete love that I feel for them amide the chaos and messes.
One memory I dont want to forget; I was reading on the porch in the swing trying my hardest to keep my eyes open with the kids playing in the back ground. I dozed off for a few minutes and woke up to a huge dandi lion stitting just perfectly on my lap. I knew it was from one of my boys. I love the thought of one of them seeing me asleep in the swing and deciding to place their "flower" right there on my lap. How lucky am I to be loved so simply and perfectly? A few minutes later Jones asked me if I like the flower he set on my lap? I love him.
Another memory I dont want to forget; sleeping at the cabin is always interesting... all 5 of us in a bedroom and cranky kids.. usually not very good sleep. But the experience of it pays off that you just deal with the lack of sleep. One night I woke up to pee ( for the 46th time that night- pregnant) As I laid there trying to fall back asleep, all I could hear was the soft repetitive breathing of Simon. His sweet little body that was looking huge in the little pack and play Nestled up with his always faithful batman blanket. As I listened to his perfect little breaths I was overwhelmed with the feeling of love for him. Its hard to describe how much I love my boys. Im grateful for the little moments of just complete love that I feel for them amide the chaos and messes.
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