Last night I was scooping snow and J decided to come out and join me. For the first minute or two he followed the paths I was scooping, but soon realized that making his own footprints were much more fun. How profound...and how scary. We made our first snowman of the year together and headed inside for some hot chocolate.
I realize that I've almost completely lost touch of innocence. Nights like last night that make me think I can learn to remember, but nights like Saturday night (see pictures below) make me question that theory. Some days(nights) I don't even know who I am. I've spent 7 years in a cloud and I'm not quite sure which road to take. Or do I have to choose? Can a person turn around or is it a one way street? Yikes.
Maybe it's the new baby boy on the way. Maybe it's the weather. Either way somethings gotta give. Maybe that thing is me.
I realize that I've almost completely lost touch of innocence. Nights like last night that make me think I can learn to remember, but nights like Saturday night (see pictures below) make me question that theory. Some days(nights) I don't even know who I am. I've spent 7 years in a cloud and I'm not quite sure which road to take. Or do I have to choose? Can a person turn around or is it a one way street? Yikes.
Maybe it's the new baby boy on the way. Maybe it's the weather. Either way somethings gotta give. Maybe that thing is me.
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