The quiet moments

I wonder why it is that we love so deeply in the quiet moments of life.

It's midnight. I'm just finishing a movie and Daniel wakes up. I'm rocking him to sleep and he reaches up and touches my face with his hand. He's touching my cheek and my chin with his soft little baby hand and my heart is filling to the brim. He's so perfect and beautiful. He crosses his little legs and makes cute little clucking noises with his tongue. He smells good from the bath I gave him tonight. I like the way he holds on to me now when I rock him-like he's giving me a hug as he rests his head on my shoulder. My heart is completely full.

Of course, this feeling of bliss lasts until I lay him down and tiptoe out of the room. He begins to cry, which then wakes up Liza. They are both now screaming their heads off.

So much for the quiet moment...

Oh, what do you do in the summertime?

Well, it has begun. With much excitement, my children are welcoming summer vacation. The pool is open and all is well with the world.

The girls and I took Eliza for her first little swimming excursion. She was a little nervous when she felt the cold water. However, after a little coaxing from Mady she took right to it and had a ball.

Also, we have begun the the process of planting our garden. We are looking forward to having something grow in our yard! Hopefully the grass won't be too far behind.

And last but certainly not least, THE SPURS AND THE CAVS! Certainly not the matchup I would have predicted at the beginning of the season, but we'll take it. GAME ON!