life with boys, indeed.

I've just been in a good headspace lately. Nothing's new; nothing's different. Jude's still angelic (really, there is no other descriptor to describe my youngest); Ethan's still 'spirited'. Troy's still amazing in every way; surprising me on a daily basis with his patience, depth, thoughts and compassion. And stellar parenting. Seriously - the man is a natural (a man not sure, 5 years ago, he wanted children). I read parenting books obsessively, trying to unlock secrets to making this job a little easier. He just 'gets it' and when I spout my newly read and founded theories on how to parent toddler tantrums or baby's nursing issues, he just nods, and says "well, that's right" as if he knew all along. He really is amazing in so many ways.

It would be nice, I suppose, if he'd fill me in on his brilliance so I wouldn't have to single handedly keep Amazon in business buying these books!!!

Anyway, I'm so lucky. Every day I feel it and declare it aloud.

Right now, Jude's sleeping, Ethan's playing in the playroom while Troy quickly scarfs down pizza before we do our bedtime routine with Ethan at 7:00 ish: pyjamas, and a kajillion books before sleep. Then I'll make myself something to eat, then get to my own reading and bedtime. These days have been really happy, heady times.

I'm enjoying the summertime. I'm enjoying my men.