1. 3 more nights until the twins come home
Holy hell it has been a LONG summer without these two around. It has been a bit relaxing, a whole lot easier and at times incredibly hard. I have been trying to lose myself in books and remind myself that these two crazies are having a blast in Chicago.....but come on....I still need their crazy butts home. They make our house full of laughter and lot of fun. They keep us on our toes and make our family complete. I know that they are happy but yeah -- I would still like them back.
Jack wants them back too but loves doing FaceTime. |
2. Pizza
My intensity was off the hook yesterday. I think it was a combination of the boys being gone and good old fashion hormones. (The night before I made brownies for dinner).
Anyways, I have been craving pizza for weeks but not pulling the trigger on ordering. Yesterday Mike insisted that we order pizza and boy did it hit the spot.
3. My sister
Even as I typed out the title of number 3, tears welled up in my eyes and started to stream down my face. She has really been on my mind a lot these past few months. I am in desperate need of some catch up time with her.
I am constantly giving myself pep talks and reminders to find peace with these new paths and this life without my sister and my friend. Man -- it's hard.
4. The routine
This summer our routine has usually been me waking up with Jack and Rouzer putting him to bed. When the boys come home next week I am not sure how the routine will start to change. I hope to get back into the gym a few mornings a week and with school starting next week our mornings will be wild again. As for now...this is a pretty sweet routine.
5. Evening walk with Micah and Jude
Monday night I went over to give dinner to Mandy & Luke and I noticed that their house was melting down. Mandy lost her grandma the night before and with the daycare at her house for a few weeks you... could tell they wanted to just breathe for a second. I decided to take Micah and Jude on a walk to give the adults 30 minutes to just BE.
I took the boys over to the old spot where we took the twins to watch the trucks pass by before I proceeded around the block. I was a sweaty mess when I got home. Holy -- pushing these two boys who are heavier than Jack in a normal stroller (not jogging) was a WORKOUT. Micah talked to me the entire way and I was glad that I could spend a few moments with these sweet boys.