Our usually slightly loud house is now a very loud house. Who knew adding one more child into the mix would take it to a whole new level? But it's a happy loud, kids screaming and laughing and playing. Crying too, but when else in their lives are we going to be able to all live together, make meals together, spend every evening at home together?
I'm so grateful for this cousin time. This sister time, Auntie time, Uncle time. The kinds of days that might seem long when I'm in them, but certainly short in retrospect.
So as these days fly by I do my best to capture the bits and pieces, to preserve tiny parts of this stage in our life. Henry and Lucy on the couch, reading. Abe and Hank working out in the garage. Running errands with my sister. Making dinner for all of us.
It certainly takes a village, and I'm beyond grateful to have mine right here.