I am reminding myself that the days are long, but the years are short, quite a lot of late. I am in a constant whirl of chores and to-do lists and mothering and trying to stay afloat. I want to make the most of this time I'm spending with both of my boys at home, because I know for sure I'll look back and regret it, if I don't. So I'm gradually putting little systems in place, trying to mix things up and not sweat the small stuff as much. It's hard. But so very achievable when I try.
A date by the harbour on Friday morning was just the ticket to burn some of that endless energy they both seem to produce. They have been driving me somewhat batty of late and yet I still wouldn't choose to live life any differently. Constantly educating me, in their own beautiful ways.