This past weekend was interesting. While it was happening, it felt incredibly tough. Yet I find myself scrolling back over my iPhone photos again and again with a sense of wistfulness. An interesting dichotomy, but I think it's because being with kids is both beautiful and amazing -- their wide-eyed wonder, their laughter, their energy. And it's also completely draining and exhausting.We went to the zoo on Saturday and Young At Art (awesome kids' interactive play space/art museum) on Sunday. On Saturday it was just me and on Sunday my mom came, too. Both days I came home completely spent. Add to that the discovery of a weevil infestation in one of our cabinets (ugh!! and ick!! and agggh, because so much food thrown out!!) AND the fact that Annabel has, at age 3, decided to stop STTN.
A few of the sweeter moments: