Ahhh....the cool, sweet smell of fresh, broken air. It has been so horridly humid here, that the couch feels wet when you sit on it. But last night, something shifted, and this morning it is glorious.
There have been lots of shifts in the girls, too. Growing, growing and growing.
Frances STILL isn't walking. She can, but she won't. Ruby is so very very THREE, it's amazing that she is alive after the end of each day. We've been going to the pool and beach a lot. And I am still trying to figure out the flow of life with two kids.
They are firecrackers, my girls. I love them endlessly, and often, I want to leave them in a cart at Target and just walk away. Such is parenting two smallies.
