Summertime……

Life was so much easier when I was single, it’s like a book you’ve read years ago…….you only remember the good parts (all the time you need in the bathroom, spending lengthy days on your personal and work projects, packing only the basics for a quick mental health trip)

 I love my job. My family. My home.

 It’s just that it is all too much sometimes and you have to remember to breathe. Often.

 I have not Blogged in a long time. Life and all it’s glory is full and that’s Ok.

 The only thing that shakes-up the summer for us around here is our local farmers market. Something I started some 8 years ago (primarily because we did not have one?)

And it’s the highlight of the summer.

 All the new things growing keep in check as to how time flies and the seasons change. New foods, new families and lots of fun!

 This being (what I consider) the last summer of my daughters “tween” years. This fall she enters High School. (sniff!!)

 She still has the awesome sense of wonder about everything (odd bugs, the night sky and all the birds that take up residence in our yard) will she always have that? Or will it fade and she will become jaded to all the hardships the future will surely put in from of her?

 I would not be called one of those “Helicopter parents” you could call me a ground force parent, keeping her grounded,

Building up her self-esteem, reminding her that people come and go, money comes and goes and some friends do last forever

(if only sometimes in our hearts)

 In some ways babies are the easiest. I have always loved the daily firsts and seeing the wonderful progressions of my daughters’ evolution in time, now all we have are power struggles usually about things I really don’t care about?  But some how we fight about it? I have 3 rules:

Clothing: must be properly fitting, age appropriate and seasonal. Food: Whole foods with no artificial anything

Shelter: Keep it neat.

With all these battles, I lose.

But I think I’m heard. And it all gets filed and I know when the time is right, they will appear! (So I’m told?)

 Sometimes I think I would trade 30 babies for 1 teenager?

(But this time too shall pass) I hope not as quick as

 Baby-dom has. (sniff.)

 Here is an update of one of our Mom-dels from the Egg shoot, meet little Jim Shortt, now 2.5 years old!

He’s little mister sunshine on Tuesdays! from 2-6pm

(And till Oct 22 on Tuesdays, that is where I’ll be!)

 Have a great summer!…….. xo Mary

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