I have no time to be here, yet being here and writing crosses my mind every single day. It's where I can talk about how fascinating my children are, regardless of how boring that is to some. It's still my favourite subject.
My last post here was June 29th, and it wasn't long after that when everyone began to get ill.
We've had more than our share of bad luck this summer. Liam led the way by coming down with pneumonia. Actually, both twins and Janne were sick with different levels of infection for about a month. Liam's lungs, Morgan's ears, Janne's throat. It was actually more like five weeks for Liam, and six weeks for Janne. I had a bit of something, but managed to fight it off in a few days. No one else was quite so lucky, and we were very worried about Liam. Both twins also had conjunctivitis, and those eye drops? A nightmare to administer. Surprised that either of my children want to be around me anymore after putting them through that.
I've never had pneumonia before in my life, so it came as a shock that, at the tender age of two, my son was diagnosed with it...and it was a pretty traumatic time. Getting meds into him proved to be very difficult, too, which worried us even more ("How are we going to get him better?")...and when your usually very active, happy, carefree two year old boy looks up at you as you're holding him, just before bed, with big, dark circles around his sad eyes, and he says, "I'm sick, Daddy." Well, it's just heartache personified.
The weather has - so far - also helped make for the worst summer I've experienced in southern Ontario in my ten years here. Just terrible.
Work has kept me busier than ever, and this month - as we get ready for September and the fall ratings period in my industry, which is considered the most important one of the year - it will start to get even busier. This may be the only post for another 44 days, I don't know.
I wanted to share these pictures, though, and remind you of the simple beauty of ...bubbles.
The shots were taken on a rare sunny day, and seeing the fascination and wonder in Liam's and Morgan's eyes as they chased down the bubbles made for a great time.
My attempt at photographic art.
Pure, unadulterated joy. Amazing to watch.
Morgan launches a few, and then stands back and admires her work.
If we were all surrounded by bubbles for a couple of hours a day, maybe we'd be a little happier, and treat each other with a little more kindness. Whenever any of the crap gets me down again, I think I'd better just pull out the Super Miracle Bubbles and wand, and let my cares melt away.
