Time to get back in the saddle. Enliven a completely dead blog.
Three years ago I was just about to have a kid--and I have missed blogging about his tiny little life choosing instead to just be in his life. At least some days.
Today I am listening to their still-baby voices as they each play with their toys. Some days I feel like I just want to be left alone as they ask me over and over to read or play or help or whatnot. Other days I want to jump in and read to them for hours, though I never feel like I'm "good" at playing. I'm pretty sure I used to be a kid once upon a time, but somehow I don't know how to play anymore.
I love to hear those voices though. Tiny, creative, happy little voices playing cars or dolls or animals or blocks or whatever. Using a kid shovel to "dig" holes in the floor. All the while, I am trying to appreciate the moments to get work done and also appreciate their little selves at the same time. I can't stand how much I love these people and yet how easily I take them for granted.
At any rate, I need to begin capturing the moments for my memory so I at least don't lose those.