Well ... amidst our sorrow there were glimpses of joy here and there in September.
I obviously seriously love cats. I love their personalities and they are so much fun and such funny creatures. They are definitely more interesting than dogs when they're in their playful manner. Dogs may do cute things but cats are funny ... sure make me laugh.
Sophie is a feisty two year old. She's young which means she has a lot of energy and because she's a heavy girl one can definitely hear her when she goes on those sprinting runs she so often does.
Sydna was on her phone when out of nowhere she sensed Sophie spying at her. Sydna glanced and Sophie was wiggling her butt as if she was gonna pounce at Sydna. Funny how Sophie knows how to behave a particular way with each one of us. She'll playfully attack Sydna. With Nathan, Sophie is very loveable and just lays near him on the floor or on his bed. With Jacob, she'll seek attention {just like Libby used to do} and give him nose kisses. And with me, she'll be my shadow. She'll lay next to me or on me and is very vocal. She loves giving nose kisses ... but only once daily though. She's so particular, lol!
Having a cat especially during this difficult year has been a comfort. She'll help keep my mind occupied and I do love her unconditional love and attention she gives me. I love that she keeps me company.
Sometimes, when the evening is still young we take Riley to McDonald's so he can play in the play area especially now since it's getting dark earlier and also because of the rain. Once we're ready to leave his head is drenched in sweat, ew. I think we'll be doing quite a bit of this as Autumn becomes colder and into the Winter season.
While I was going through my miscarriage Jacob took time off work and while at home he would sometimes take the boys out so I could have my alone time. This was necessary for my mind's well being and I was surely grateful.
On this particular day Jacob took the boys to the zoo. Riley fell asleep on the way there.
Jacob sent me several pictures of their outing and was happy to see that Riley was having a good time feeding some parakeets. I sure didn't want him to become depressed watching his momma so sad and crying on and off. It was definitely hard to put on a brave face at the very beginning. I keep hearing how brave I am but I don't feel brave and my faith has definitely been shaken and I still find myself in a fragile state more often than not.
Here are a couple of "First Day of School" mentions.
Nathan is now a Sophomore, my goodness!! My middle child, so handsome, the most easy going, unflappable of the three. He's really a great kid. He is doing awesome in his studies {all A's but one B}. He's really quite smart. And he's sweet. I mean, he does get on my nerves sometimes especially when he's roughhousing with Riley but that's what brothers do right, no matter the age difference. I just threaten to take away his electronics and he stops messing with Riley. Easy. I just pray that as the years come and go that he'll still stay sweet and easy going and keeps up with his studies.
We love you Nathan!!!
AND our very active and eager five year old started
KINDERGARTEN!!!
ohmygosh! He was so excited. He could barely contain his enthusiasm the days before school started. Every single day he would tell us that he was going to start kindergarten and he would say, "I'm SO excited!". What a funny and sweet little guy.
Although by this time I had already had baby at home I still fought through the emotional pain and made it a point to be happy for Riley, even if it was only for a few minutes. He deserved my happiness for him too.
Here we are just before class began. It was bittersweet because we both know that we were both ready for him to start kindergarten and I was so excited for him to become a tad bit more independent. He was so ready but I was also a little sad that he wasn't going to be home with me the entire day anymore. Oh well, that's how life goes I suppose.
Here he is right after school. Just look at his cute little smile. Sure missed him.
What a cutie pie!
A Birthday!
Nathan turned 16 years old on September 12th. I can't believe how grown my kids are getting. Per his request we had dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory. We're all big fans of that place.
And once we got home we celebrated with a small cake and ice cream.
And our thoughts are always with our youngest, baby Reagan. We buried him on Nathan's birthday. No, we didn't planned it this way it just happened. It seemed that with baby Reagan, God made sure that the most significant dates happened on our families important dates. One thing is certain, our lives are never going to be the same. We will always grieve our precious baby boy. We will forever carry a sadness in our hearts that I don't wish upon anyone. Things like these shouldn't happen. Our children are suppose to bury us not the other way around.
Reagan,
I will always wonder who you would have been.
We love you sweet pea!