Cha-Cha-Cha-Changes

Ooh Look! Another blog post!

We've got some changes going on here in our little family.

NO I am not pregnant.

The weather is changing.

We've had our two guys head off to school and start soccer.

The Wee One is venturing into the world of potty training.

Hubs recently received some extremely positive feedback at work. Everyone say, "Congratulations, Hubs!"

We are so proud of our Biggest Guy.

I have entered an extremely rigorous Pilates training program, and added 2 new classes to my teaching schedule.

Another big thank you to Hubs, as he bears the brunt of child care when I am off at class, chasing my dreams.

For each of us, things are shifting and unsettled.

We're doing our best to support each other through these changes, with mixed results.

You know our Big Boy doesn't do changes.

But with equal amounts of excitement, frustration, and hard work - we're getting there.

Things will start to settle down soon I hope eventually. And just about the time they do, it will be time for another round of changes.

That's always the way, isn't it?

Oh my God! A blog post!

Hello!

Melissa, where on Earth have you been?

No time to explain, the children are asleep! So here is a long awaited blog post.

I make no claims as to whether it will be a good one.

UPDATE:

The Big Boy exists in three states:

Angry.

Annoyed.

Hungry.

The Wee One had a birfday!

CAKE!

And then he was so big that he had his first day of school.

Oh a mama's heart breaks a little. 

And that, my friends, is what's been going on here.

OK, sorry - gotta go - they're awake.

Friday Moments

Friday Moments with Soule Mama.

If you have a moment to share, please leave a comment with a link.

Happy weekend!

Dancing

This video comes to us courtesy of beloved Miss Kristin.

Prepare yourself.

In case you can't hear the dialogue, Miss Kristin asks the Wee One to demonstrate his mad dancing skills.

Growing pains

Yesterday the Big Boy went to summer camp.

His previous experiences with camp had been at his preschool with his Wee brother in tow.

Familiar faces, familiar place.

This time, however. Big Boy entered a world of young camp counselors in neon t-shirts.

He played games and had a swimming lesson.

I packed him a lunch.

At the end of the day, I got a fairly good report from the neon clad staff.

"You got him in the pool?" I say, incredulously.

"He didn't want to at first, but he did." says lovely counselor.

Oh, proud, proud mama.

Photo bombed by Wee bro.

Surprises

I love it when Hubs dumps his iphone photos onto the computer. 

I get to see life from a daddy's eye view. 

Happy Monday :)

Better late than never

Just realized I never blogged about July 4th.

Two small boys + sparklers = too good not to share

So proud of himself. 

I blow it out.

Bleh. Smoke.