One long month...

This past month has felt like a lifetime. I'm so glad Tim is coming home Wednesday. He'll be coming back to a messy house, dead lawn, dusty car, rambunctious three-year-old, sweet two-month-old, and one very happy (but tired, cranky, and losing-her-grip-on-life) wife.

I hardly have two seconds to myself anymore to string a coherent thought together. This blog, when I get around to it, is a nice way to sit down and actually see myself think by writing. Any other time my thoughts are constantly interrupted by remembering that the wet laundry is still in the washing machine and has been for hours, or hearing William cry, or hearing Grant sing about sinking the Bismarck for the millionth time, and at the top of his lungs, or remembering something else I have to do which is some other thought than what I was thinking about five seconds earlier. I just feel so scatterbrained. Sheesh.

Below are several pictures from the past two weeks. In the one where Grant is wearing a green cape, he's practicing some Jedi moves. The show at Disneyland where the kids fight off Darth Vadar has made an indelible impression on him! He's never seen the movie but I know he wants to be Luke Skywalker already! Such is life with boys. There are several of William, and one of Grant in his room-time in his freshly cleaned room. I wish room-time was always as peaceful as this picture makes it look. I think that was the honeymoon phase. Haha. Maybe I can regain it by cleaning his room more often??