School starts next week and I want to remember the time we had together. Summer 2016 will be remembered by many things.
Mostly by baby Henry. Snuggles and sweating and nursing and bouncing, shushing, swaying to sleep.
We did a lot of less this summer. We usually spend the summer at the pool and doing and going and taking it all in. Because of the baby, and because of the number of children under my care, we didn’t do as much.
There was a lot of me reminding the kids that mommy can’t take them to the pool when the heat index is 110 and he’s too little to get in the pool.
There was a lot of me reminding the kids that they needed to be quiet while their baby brother was sleeping.
There was a lot of me reminding the kids (and myself) that he won’t be little forever.
Summer 2016 will be the summer that I remember Luisa being a handful. So feisty and fun and silly and her one liners kill us all over and over again. She was obsessed with magnatiles and wearing just a diaper to bed and wearing a dress everyday. She was always “too tired” to do whatever I asked of her (until I reminded her that I would put her to bed if she was that tired).
Summer 2016 will be the summer that I remember Ada being an emotional six-year-old. Wanting to be one of the big girls but still (or again?) feeling emotions and feelings so big that there were (are) lots of tears. The last summer of having her at home before she starts full time school in the fall. The summer of her playing legos with her big sisters and magnatiles with her little sister. And learning to ride her bike and then crashing it and refusing to get back on. Of starting (and loving) gymnastics. Of drawing me picture after picture after picture. “What’s your favorite color?” and then making me a picture including the color. So full of love, that one.
Summer 2016 will be the summer that I remember Della being so sweet and loving with her brother. She adores babies and it was so wonderful having her home with me and him while he was so small. She did swim team and got 8th in backstroke at the city meet and lots of ribbons in the regular meets. She loved to ride her bike up and down our hill and play in the backyard. She made a fort on the side of the house. And spent hours and hours and hours with the legos upstairs.
Summer 2016 will be the summer that I remember Cora in between a child and a teen – a tween I suppose. She is the most helpful and sweet and obedient child but also feels big emotions and is navigating this new area of life with her parents. Hopefully in a graceful way from all of us.
Summer 2016 will be Olympics and juicy peaches and hot, hot, hot summer days. The humidity was almost unbearable. Of my sister and her husband and kids from Oregon here to visit and cousin love. Baby smiles and baby giggles and sticky, chubby baby skin. Finding time to read again and baking here and there and feeling like myself somewhat Summer – the together time got to be almost too much at times but at the same time I’m grateful for it, grateful for the memories.