working on writing my name

by Emmett.

somedays i feel like...

i can't get any time,

not even a minute

to myself.

like,

even when the boys are in bed,

sound asleep,

they can see me...

or,

perhaps,

they've commissioned help from a rodent

to keep eyes on me from overhead...

somedays i feel like my every. move. is being watched.

i stumbled across some footage from this summer

that i just couldn't pass on sharing...

this is mostly for norbyah,

(one of my dearest friends who was with us

too briefly in july from hong kong...

along with her husband and their three beautiful children,

the youngest of which is my god-daughter, cally.)

i wasn't blogging at all during this time,

but thankfully i have tons of photos

and almost hours of video to look back on.

our time together is too few and far in between, friend.

i miss you.

and yours.

(please note: we will definitely be investing in a pair of

asian fit swimming goggles for rubin!)

a few of my favorite things...

about this weekend.

not one but two pans of aunt brenda's apple crisp.

digging into the pumpkins with rubin and emmett.

dave. with his arms around leo.

one hell of a muddy run with one hell of a friend...

and her equally amazing sister and brother-in-law.

these three boys...