I realized my last post was one of stress and worry, but I felt so much better after blogging. I'm also amazed by the kind comments and the support from my friends and family. It makes all the dark moments look like little blips on Life's radar and not Huge Catastrophes.
I thought I might bring a little yin to that yang of a post and update you on the family:
In addition to crawling and pulling up, Atticus has really moved from being a "baby" to a "little person." His personality shines through. At the moment he is in teething hell and has a bit of a cold, but despite the pain and the boogers he is his usual cheery self. He loves playing monsters and banging on things and crawling after the cat. He's learned patty-cake, hide'n'seek, and waving bye-bye. He adores giving kisses (which is an open-mouth, Predator-esque, drool-fest).
Hope is growing and changing so quickly. We're in the midst of body-changing qualms; everything is fitting awkwardly and nothing looks right. We have a shopping trip planned this Thursday. She is still obsessed with Selena Gomez, interior design, and fashion. Hope has had a phenomenal summer: several movies, the Georgia Aquarium, World of Coke, sleep overs, kid museums, blueberry pickings, outings to Athens, roller skating, bowling, swimming, and even a trip with her friend Sara to the nail salon. She is really blossoming into a young lady and is looking forward to middle school.
Sam is still drawing like mad. He did an awesome robot chalkboard for Inman Perk and painted a spectacular owl mural at Atticus' daycare. His current projects include painting skateboard decks and planning an art show next spring. You can keep up with his arty endeavors on his blog, Inky Darcy on the Lamb.
Despite our busy lives as parents, employees, and introverted nerds, we've had some amazing times this summer. Primarily our dates center around nerd movies (Green Lantern -- bleh, Captain America -- yay) and coffee. We also have a new tradition of going to bed early and watching awful shows on Netflix (like Hoarders). Typically you'll find me knitting and Sam complaining about idiots; I love that we're already curmudgeonly old people!