a shifting of sorts

Well... life is slowly shifting...

again...

well, that is life, isn't it? A forever changing, shifting, revolving, morphing thing.

I find I am either thrilled at the possibility of change... or I hate it.

I'm not really an in-between person...

The Captain now has 2 weeks of full-time shinny, new-job work under his belt.

Which means I am remembering what days are like with 2 littles sans hubby.

and you know what?

my house is cleaner!

What?!

crazy... I know...

my conclusion... mess is all Andy... shhh, don't tell him...

(So, Captain outta the house... good change!)

(love you, Captain!)

Besides getting in to the new swing of things, and catching up on laundry...

( did spring just jump outta nowhere and slap anybody else in the face all of a sudden... my boys wardrobes were not ready... I have been digging clothes out and putting others away... HUGE chore!)

Ryder was crazy sick over the past weekend into the beginning of the week. High fever, vomiting, the other thing no one wants to mention, no energy and crazy sleep hours. After 3 days of holding/ sleeping with him and being slime-ed a few times... He is rebounding. The Doc says rosiolla.

This Mama's glad it is over.

(baby boy sick...bad change.  Baby boy better... good change!)

Rigg is busting at the seams with personality. He is loving the weather and all the trips to the park. I find him taking all the time in the world to explore trees and sticks and rocks. He is so much fun. He brought me my first mommy bouquet the other day. Daddy and Rigg gathered "prettys" for me on the way home from the park...

I still have them in a jar on the table....

Both the boys are starting to really play together. Which results in a lot of giggles and a lot of tears... all mixed up together in a a matter of minutes. Is there a term for the perfect mix of frustration and thankfulness? That is what describes me in these situations...

Other new changes include fun, pretty things... for me!(yeah!)

Our couch broke... and was super nasty and stained and literally poking a hole in the wall behind it... plaster dust everywhere.

The Captain bought me a new one.

and I smile and giggle a bit every time I sit on it.

and a new rug too... because he knows how dreadful the other one would have looked... I am sure he stayed awake at nights thinking about the color and how it would have clashed...

That, or it was a good deal and he loves me like crazy...

whatever...

Also I rearranged my mantel, which I am sure no one notices but me... but hey, sometimes it's the small things in life...

And I made some fun curtains for my kitchen!

So really, it's like living in a new house... kinda.

(New, pretty home decor... good change!)

My Mom bought me a super fun family rules sign from Barn Owl Primitives. (for my birthday, which was in January... it just arrived yesterday!!!)

I LOVE IT!!!

And that, my interwebby friends, is why I have been practically nonexistent for almost 2 weeks. My life is shifting and I am allowing myself some time to adjust...

and maybe to absorb the small beautiful things...