The baby has not been happy with her new ear molds either and my 3 yr old has been pretty mad at me since at breakfast I blindly tried to put the baby's hearing aids in her ears because I wasn't paying attention. Plus, being a 3 yr old can always mean the grumps. It stinks to be in the middle, not have as much freedom, and be made to take a bite of dinner to get dessert. My 3 yr old has just had a rough time being 3 today.
It is days like this that I stand and stare at this sign in my kitchen. Maybe it is the warm weather or maybe it is the fact that I have been researching ukuleles (because I am getting a nice one for my birthday). Or maybe I just want to go on a vacation (longer than one night) to a place I have always wanted to see.
My husband and I are saving up for our first trip to Hawaii and I put this sign in the kitchen as a little reminder of our goal. I love goals and do well with them, but this one seems so far away. It was this time of year 9 years ago that my husband I talked about marriage and decided to move ahead. Marrying my best friend has been the greatest decision I have ever made. Each phase in our life together has felt like a new room to get used to. We stay there and then keep learning and doing until the next room is ready.
It really has been such a blessing to have someone who knows me just about as well as I know myself, sometimes even better. But the greatest thing about our chaos is that even if we never make it to our island getaway someday, I know we've been able to make our home a little piece of tropical serenity and I love that we will always have each other.
Our Island
by Kate Cowan
We stay by the sea,
our blue-green pocket of pearls,
quiet tide singing.
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