Where has the summer gone?

If you are like me and I know most can at least relate... The summer is almost over. Time for my iced "no fun" mocha's to turn into hot "no fun" mocha's and the sweaters to start emerging from their cozy Rubbermaid homes. I am always amazed at how quickly things turn in a season. It is truly spectacular when you can feel the chill in the evening air and you know it is only a matter of time until the heaters in the house get cranked up again.

We have had a spectacular and rather eventful summer. I am dusting off our Blogger account to share some highlights with everyone. Pictures to follow shortly... We have been to Wenatchee for softball and to UW to watch D$ earn his degree - Go DAWGS! My lil' sis got married to Bo in SeaTac and I had the honor and color pallet privilege of being a traffic cone... I mean Matron (old maid) of honor. My nieces Mia and Yana twins turned 1 - luau style. Craig, myself and the kids took a mini vacation to Long Beach for a couple days and shared a 300 sq ft bungalow- glad we have more space than that in our house. We've been to the zoo and have a Pearl Jam concert approaching and our friends Chris and Aly get married this weekend in Redmond.

Kellen will be two in September (in less than 1 month) and is growing like a weed. He has the most laid back personality with a shake of pepper. He has mastered the word "No" and loves to use it even for things that do not apply.

Our princess Norah will begin preschool (get me a Kleenex) in September. She is so grown up- when I ask how old she is she instantly replies I am turning 4 mommy. her favorite pair of shoes are ones that we got from a neighbor as hand-me-downs. They are red shoes like the ones Dorothy wears in the Wizard of Oz. We finally got her to wear something other than the "red shoes" as she calls them - Old Navy Flip Flops now are the shoe of choice - for now.

My job at the hospital is challenging and at times I feel there aren't enough hours in the day to get all my work done and then my reserves of energy when I come home are small and I have but three hours until we rock Kellen in the rocking chair and I sing Norah the Dixie Chicks song "lullaby" and whisper "I'll Dream about you" and hear in return "And I'll dream about you." Gosh it is something being a parent. Breathtaking in every way.

If you want my opinion...for the remainder of the month of August I intend to put the perpetual brake on life and take things slower. Take time to smell the roses... and watch the sunflowers grow.