my hero

Life the past 2 months has been completely crazy. Let's just say the involved moving, painting an entire house, commuting across a major body of water, Douglas being away for a solid month, and a freelance writing class. There hasn't been much sleep.

What there *has* been is a lot of fun - sunshiney days on the boat, hummingbirds buzzing past our heads, eagles soaring past the kitchen window, and beach after beach after beach. Douglas and I have been discussing how it feels like life has been on pause for the past few years, and someone just hit the cosmic 'play' button.

Somehow, this sums it up for me:

http://sailingknitter.blogspot.com/2011/04/diving-andknitting.html

I feel like we've been living a crazy life - and being richly rewarded for it.

Little T is growing huge - saying 'light', 'rock', 'boot', 'boat', 'car', 'cracker', and my favourite: 'hug' (followed by an actual tiny T hug). He's got molars, is running, stomping, wearing my shoes around the house, climbing stairs, and fetching things when I ask him to (if he feels like it!).