Sláinte!

 

Changes Changes Changes

Joseph just got his braces on. Rubber bands off, braces on. Six weeks and then they tighten them again. I can’t believe how old and grown up he looks. My life is moving way too fast. 

I recently ruined Tommy’s life when I trimmed his hair. He can’t forgive me or move on. He wore a coonskin cap for four days straight, I believe, just to punish me. He hates his new haircut and can’t wait for it to grow in. 

This is his face after I told him he looked handsome. 

I finally finished Esther’s scarf...just in time for spring. 

Sigh. 

Anyway. I look at Looch in this picture and wonder what in the world happened to the last two years. I spent Sunday afternoon putting away her 18 month clothing. I cried. 

It was SO SO SO SAD. 

I’m working on embracing where I’m at now, but it’s still hard to let the baby years go. I knew I would miss them. I just didn’t know it would ache like this. 

Speaking of growing up, Lucy is now in the trundle bed. I’ll get some better pictures soon of the girls’ room all cleaned up and pretty during the day. But this is what it looked like while I was trying to get Lucy dresses for bed last night. 

Operative word: TRYING. 

Danny is especially embracing his new haircut and experimenting with his own sense of flair and style. 

He’s a wild one, that boy.