Blessed and Lucky

Just look at my boys. They are so alike, so unique all at once. My goal is to connect them to the ones that love them so very much. To start the stories that we will be telling for years to come. To try and capture these fleeting moments before they disappear. I hope that you'll take the journey with me. Now back to these little guys. Today I was looking at my little C thinking how much he looks like E. Those chin dimples. The beautifully long eyelashes that have earned the envy of more than a few women. The big almond shaped eyes. The expressive little faces that tell me more than their voices do. And yet, they are so completely different. Ian is a bundle of energy, animated and spontaneous. He follows his routine and likes things in their place. He has a surprisingly adept sense of humor. He amuses himself most of the time. His moods shift and change in the blink of an eye. And then there is Connor. So calm in the face of danger (yes, that would be Ian). Cries only when he is exhausted from observing everything so carefully. He is a cool drink on a hot summer day. He probably could entertain himself, but he would much rather have an audience. He is on his own little schedule, which most of the time does not mirror anyone else's. He loves watching other people who are funny and makes a very agreeable audience. Oh, and there is the differences in their physical appearance. Connor is bigger than Ian was at this age. Ian is becoming tall and thin, but still a solid chunk of boy. Ian has dark hair and soft brown eyes. Connor has hair that looks like a day of sunshine and eyes that change from blue to green. The thing is that I could read this next year and maybe have to rewrite my opinions. These boys are changing before my eyes. It feels so unfair some days that life goes so quickly, but I am undoubtedly blessed and lucky, just like the song reminds me.