Many people have asked if Sidney and I are settled back in at home, if routines are back to normal . . .
Not really. The last few months have been good. Hectic, but good. And emotional.
Sidney is content to be home. Sid and the kids quickly folded us back into their daily. I am not back in the swing of things yet. I keep getting bowled over by waves of emotion . . .
when I knock on the boys’ room in the morning, open the door and see both my boys waking up together in the same room again
when I go to kiss my girls awake
when my boys stand at the stove together making omelets
when music and song fill the house again, always, singing, humming, violin, clarinet, cello, piano . . .
when my boys sit side by side at the table eating and laughing together
when the kids play Twister
when eating supper together and we remember the times we used to tie a sock around Sidney’s mouth to remind him to stop talking so much . . .
you know, just normal everyday family life
it is so precious.
For weeks after Sidney and I got home, Lincoln, Rachel and Prairie just followed Sidney around. Whereever he was, there they be.
Below, Sidney is doing something thoroughly unexciting and mundane on the computer. But “Look! It’s our brother on the computer. Let’s all crowd around and watch him!”
Sidney took it in stride. Mabye he even relished it a bit, basking in all the love and attention.
While Sidney basks, it is easy for me to get bogged down in all the catching up I have to do. Then I look out the window
and see my girls in the rain, focused on something very small.
They study it and take pictures. As if it is the most amazing creature they have ever seen.
They are also loud and silly.
Which totally distracts me from brooding thoughts.
We celebrated Sidney’s 18th birthday.
After the party, when everyone had gone home, Sidney 2 and Sidney 3 put together an engine he got for his birthday.
So many things changed.
A few key things the same — like me, watching my husband and asking “Why?”
He never really answers that question.
And Prairie wants to show how flexible she is.
We’ve all been exercising together. Prairie destroys all of us with her flexibility. I am pretty sure my foot is about a mile from head when I attempt this pose.
But since I’m the picture-taker, ain’t nobody getting that picture.