He's growing up.

Last week we started our last year of preschool. I know you may say, it's just preschool, and didn't you start him when he was barely three, you should be ready for this. But I'm not, because the reality is once the big kindergarten, starts, it's over. I remember kindergarten, it doesn't seem that long ago. Well ok it was, but it has gone all too quickly.

So as I try to grab a hold of the last year before it all starts...I am appreciating every moment. I appreciated that I have been able to give to our families income and still stay at home to enjoy his growing up. I am thankful that my friend Becky Kroeze said when Drew was a week old, "they're only little once."

Drew's first soccer game was two weeks ago and that too has made me aware that he is a boy, the toddler is long gone. I was reading a book last night about raising boys and cried through the whole thing. I know I'm being sappy but it's a bridge that I have to cross to get to the other side.
I look forward to the fun that is ahead and cheering him on from the sidelines. It's an awesome job that God has given me to raise two future men and I am going to enjoy every step.

One of those days.

The new schedule for the fall season is here. Yesterday Drew had pre-school while Jackson was at my mom's and then the both of them are there until 4:30. I was able to get several hours of work done. It was good.

Well now my tuesdays are less structured and this is making me crazy. Part of me likes the idea of not having anywhere to go in the mornings, but then it ends up that the kids have a free for all while I'm recouping. This makes for a frustrating afternoon of cleaning up the morning mess.

My solution, every tuesday is going to be an all day Disneyland day. I think if we stay out of the house, no one will make a mess.

Just a thought...any suggestions are welcome.

Inspired.

I was thinking today about why I feel in love with photography. During one of my art classes I discovered the art of photography. This is one of my favorites from the Henri Cartier-Bresson collection.



I've been thinking a lot lately about the art of photography, it's what made me put down a pencil and paint brush and pick up the camera.

Although it's changed a lot in the past 8 years since I fell in love with it. It continues to move me and stretch me beyond myself.