our bright light

Ethan's suffering a cold today - and Jude's still teething. The roof is being reshingled as well - an endeavour taking up the efforts of all in-Victoria family members and likely all days of this long weekend. Which leaves me alone on kid duty - which is fine, but not easy with the children not comfortable/happy/well.

Long gone are the sunny, swarthy days of luxurious long weekends, with extra sleep-ins, books, blankets, and loungewear. Now its pj's, sippy cups, pablum, diapers and fatigue. Mixed with sticky fingers, licky kisses, playing in the dirt, neck snuggles, baby-scented hair and sacred story time, I think its obvious which I truly prefer. Seeing spring and summer unfold outside in the warm air, through the eyes of a toddler, is truly magic.

Dirty, but magic.