I Hate A Tease.

The weather gets nice, then goes back to nasty bitterness. I can see spring just up ahead, then winter is slapping me in the face again. I’m getting really tired of it. Not to mention that everybody in my house has some level of sickness and I’m sure the bipolar weather is not helping it at all.

Yesterday, the weather was nice again (today it’s pretty foul) so what did Rudy and I do? How predictable can I get: we went on a little walk. There, sadly, is just not much to post about right now. I’ll get more creative soon, I promise, once my foggy-winter-head clears up.

RMW

Birds.

Distant.

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A Brief Warm-up

Taking full advantage of the oddly warm weather yesterday, Rudy Mae and I ventured out for a (wet and mucky) walk. She was so happy to be out of the house in fresh air, as was I. We really had a lovely time.

Spikey

Happy.

Leaves.

Please hurry, Spring.

Complete Again

I do not think it will ever be possible to put into words the way it felt to have the boys gone for over two months, or even more so, the way it felt when Caleab, Rudy Mae, and I saw them again for the first time.

For about two and a half weeks now the boys have been home and things have never been better. If Caleab and I were able to get anything beneficial out of the boys being gone for so long, it’s that we both had true realizations about life with the boys. We had many a good conversation while they were away. We talked about never taking them being with us for granted. We talked about no matter what, giving our all in encouragement and support. We have always been that way, but after a while sometimes, life becomes routine, and you might forget to really take a moment and truly from the bottom of your heart talk to your children about, well, anything; making sure to tell them how proud you are of them at every opportunity. We talked about our levels of patience. We talked about remembering they are children and explaining things thoroughly when needed. We talked about ways to help them grow to be more responsible, ultimately starting a chore regiment and planning on sticking to it for once, and an allowance, which they have never had in their 13 and 10 years of living.

The moment we were reunited, our enhanced way of thinking and parenting began immediately and I am certain that it has affected the boys’ behavior. They will always have their moments, but I promise you, they are both being more responsible and more respectful than Caleab and I have yet experienced.

And this is all from the parental views. You cannot even begin to imagine how having her brothers back has affected Rudy Mae. The three of them are all more in love than ever and as a parent it just really makes your heart hurt with love.

The first moment that Rudy saw Calum. (The boys were so excited, they could not even wait for us to unload from the car; they ran out of the house as soon as we pulled up. Thank goodness I had my camera ready.)

The first moment Rudy saw Ziven.

So happy to be together. (She might be feeling a little squashed though, haha.)

We have plenty of things that frustrate me: our financial situation, our job situations, our living situation. I have not thought about a single one of them since the boys have been back. I am so in love with my life right now. I know what true joy deep in your heart is.

Mid-morning Walks

To say it has been hot in these parts lately is an understatement. I do not revel in seeing the thermometer hit the triple digits. Among other things, it puts a serious damper on Rudy Mae’s outdoor time. Yesterday morning, we went out, just after breakfast, to get some time in the fresh air before it started to choke us.

Browns and greens and tans, oh my.

She is always so incredibly happy to be out walking.

Completely unprompted huge smile, although out of context it looks more like she’s yelling or screaming “ARGHHH!!!!”

Just right in the middle of walking, she sat down on the wet street to peer closely at a little tree bud. Must have been important!

She adores any little items, especially ping pong balls, or any kind really. She’s tap tap tapping it on the ground.

Sitting on a big rock.

I cannot even begin to imagine what she is thinking here.

This rock seems so much bigger than it really is when she’s sitting on it.

There was a little dip-in on the rock between her legs filled with all sorts of little pebbles, etc, and she was really interested in digging around in it.

She eventually took to trying to eat the contents of the little dip.

The branches were still very heavy and hanging low from the storm the night before.