Bubbles on the back deck. Charlie is almost too big for this shirt now.
One year ago, this very day, we packed up and said goodbye to San Diego. We drove all night to our new, our current home. Today I find it difficult to believe a whole year has passed. And, yet, when I look back at pictures from the last year I am in awe of all the change, all the growing each member of our little family has accomplished. I truly think this past year has been the most difficult of my life, but I have grown so much. Maybe not so oddly, I feel I have much more growing to do. I thought at this stage of my life I would have all the answers, at least a lot more than I do. But, I don't. And I kind of like growing up along with my children---all over again. After all (again, maybe not so oddly), they have turned out to be pretty good teachers.
Charlie was 5 months old when we moved. He had not even started eating solids at that point. He had just barely started his army crawling. Kingsley was not even 2 1/2 at the time. We've come a long way babies. Despite part of me still missing San Diego and our friends, there is part of me that is learning to enjoy this ride. Bumpy though it may be.