Well, abuelo and abuela just left after a three-week stay and the kids had so much fun tackling abuelo and giving abuela sweet kisses. Our embraces were long at the airport and the grief to see them leave was strong. It felt good to have family around and we felt love and support in our parenting journey. So now I look at the calendar and we have two more weeks of summer. The grand finale!
The air is cool in the mornings and the leaves are tinged with yellow. Fall is making it's way upon us...I can feel it. My boys are beautiful and growing and changing almost as quickly as the leaves on the trees. Ignacio is tall and lean. He is smart and hyper. He is quick and active. He is kind and loving. His second and last year of preschool is coming up and we are buying his clothes (size 6 pants) and getting ready for his new experience. He will be there three days a week, a good transition to kindergarten. We are working on his whining, slowing his body down when he is upset and his focus. It is tough but we're doing it. I think school will help.
And my baby Emilio. He is getting so big. No more booster chair, no more crib for naps, no more 2T pants. He is intense and strong. He knows who he is. He is snuggly and kind. He is fire and ice. He is getting better at switching tracks when upset and the tantrums are decreasing slowly. He will miss his brother this year while he is at school. They are best friends for sure.
And Angel and I are so proud of our family. We sit at night talking and remembering. We remember how it all began with a swing on the dance floor and the hard work it took to be together. We remember the dream to have kids and raise them together as a family. We remember the love that brought us together and the love that is now manifested 1,000 times a day in our home in so many ways. And we wake up every day remembering that today will take patience, commitment and love to make it to tomorrow.
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