So far, two birthdays have passed that I have not written about, my Jonas' and my Paloma's. There is one coming up in April, my little Angus'.
I used to write them each a letter letting them know what was happening at that time in their life. Lately, I have found it so hard just to write...in general. I have found it harder and harder to find time. Although the time is there. I just have to make room for it.
My children are older and it should be easier but for some reason I put it off.
So here goes. I'm combining all three letters, that way no one feels left out and I don't forget one child, because I love all three of you.
Dear Jonas, Angus and Paloma,
This last year, 2015, has been so busy, but also so much fun.
Monday, October 17, 2016
We recently traveled to Utah for five days and visited three national parks: the north rim of the Grand Canyon, Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon National Park. Our trip started with all fivebof us in ol' white and motorcycle in the back.
We were going to follow Jeremiah while he rode the bike as acpart of an antique motorcycle club ride. I was a little worried, thinking id get lost. It ended being a great trip in the truck with the kids and I.
Jonas was my co-pilot, sitting passenger. Angus and Paloma sat in the back seat and fought and played and napped and fought and played again and again.
Monday, January 11, 2016
Monday, January 4, 2016
Our first day of 2016 took place in Laguna Beach, CA. I slept in because of a sleepless night, while my family got up early, ate their complimentary breakfast and headed for the beach.
When I reached them, they had explored the area finding cool sea life all morning. Some perfecting climbing, while the other seek and find, touch and feel, what the small pools of water hold.
They always have a great time, never wanting to leave the ocean, the sand, the fun. We bring them because we want that love for nature to always be in their minds. Video games, T.V., toys are not missed, at least while our bodies are out on the beach.
They play happily together. Running toward the parting wave and away the crashing tide. They make up games as they jump up, not letting the water touch their little feet. The water always wins. It reachs out for them, as the run away, heads turned back to see how close or how far it is from them.
At first, Jonas hesitates to get in. When we turn to look at him, a few minutes have passed, he is halfway in the water.
They dance, jump, skip, bend at their waist and run the water through their hands, splash it up in the air or at each other. It is amusing to watch.
We sit on our blanket, watching our beautiful babes loving the simple things.