Wild Memories

Not sure what it is about the holidays, but they always have you reflecting, remembering, looking back at years gone by. I don't think that's a bad thing...as long as you aren't living in the past and are enjoying the here.

This year is no different. I'm remembering this time last year, and thinking about how fast my little ones have grown and changed. Last year we were just coming out of that newborn stage, barely through that sleep-deprived stupor that characterizes new parents. Add the pertussis scare to that and all we wanted for Christmas was a good night's sleep.

This year...Tirzah isn't a newborn anymore, and Merrick is even wilder than last year. (I now realize Dennis the Menace isn't fictional, and he lives in my house.) We're getting more sleep this year, when the kids are that crazy all day they have to sleep good. Well they dont have to, but don't tell them that.

Even though everything's changed...there is one thing that hasn't. They still scream and run and resort to unimaginable tactics when I try to get pictures of them. Well, two things haven't changed...Tirzah still doesn't have any hair for me to play with. Maybe by the time she is going to senior prom?

I kid about my wild kiddos all the time (but I'm really not kidding about the wild part...), but honestly I'm glad they haven't changed in that respect. They are so full of life and laughter, and remind me to be the same way. If nothing else at least they keep me in good shape running after them.

Check out more shots at Perceptive Perspectives and Sweet Shot Tuesday

(The first shot is my pick for this week)