It has continued to snow around here, so I have (once again) been able to fit in a lot of family time, and some snowboarding. The four of us have been having a good time, just hanging out, sledding, and making up projects. Avery and Noah continue to play with each other, which is just magical. But they are also starting to fight it out a bit - which is understandable, I guess.Avery is 'talking" much more these days - and by "talking" I mean that he is making loud noises. He enjoys standing up (while holding on to something) and grabbing stuff, and he is all about Mommy. We call this having a bad case of "The Mommies." In addition, the kids got to hang out with my parents quite a bit lately. Two weeks ago, we drove down for the funeral (of Jessica's grandfather - previous post), and last weekend, they were nice enough to drive up and watch the kids, while Jessica and I went to work on saturday - woo hoo! But it was cool, because they got to bond, and eat at Doc Chey's Noodle House - their favorite.
Avery is switching preschools next week, and will be joining Noah at Gracelyn. We are crazy excited, because we love that place and have (pretty much) counted the days until Avery could start there (you have to be over one year old). Also, it stands to simplify our lives quite a bit - only having to drop off and pick up at ONE preschool is rad. All of this comes at a time when Avery is about to reach his first birthday, and it is fitting I suppose. I remember when we had Noah, everyone told me that if you make it to the first birthday, having a kid gets much easier. And (at least as far as out experience with Noah) that was certainly true. It is not that we have not loved the first year of Avery's life, especially when he was just a tiny infant - but the first year is challenging. Basically, we approach year one as a time to concentrate the majority of our energies to the child. Most everything else in life is going to lose some of our attention. And this seems to me to be as it should. But that is hard to do - what with jobs, and friends, and laundry, and stuff to do.
As year one approaches its end, we have slowly started to notice that Avery (like Noah before him) is gaining some independence, and not only does he no longer require us to do everything for him - but often, he just wants us out of his way. And that is when we begin to see some semblance of "normalcy" return in our schedules, and distribution of our energies. And immediately, we are missing the first year, when we had to do everything for our child. So here we are, greeting the next phase, and already wishing we were back to his birth. Our adventure continues.
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