This too shall pass...

Anybody want a few days with a boy or two? Either or both? The past few days have been really rough. Wyatt is a crazy, wild man and Noah... well, he is just three. But 'being three' is magnified about a million times with a difficult 8 month old around. Wyatt just can't let me out of a three foot radius from him. He loves his toys and his room but I must be next to him while he is playing or else he just screams. And his screaming is the volume of Greg with the pitch of an excited dolphin. He can maintain an incredible level of energy without requiring much sleep. He puts every sticker bur, piece of grass or wad of dog hair he finds on the floor in his mouth. Good thing he is so stinkin cute. All is forgiven when he gives me a big smile and comes crawling up to me moving his little arms and legs just as fast as he can, tongue out and letting out little huffs of air.
I do not recall doing anything real exciting this past weekend. Our neighborhood pool is now open so I have been taking the boys every chance I get. Noah is doing great in the water. I was afraid he would regress after 8 months of no swimming, but he is actually better now than he was at the end of last summer. Just getting older and developing better coordination has helped him a lot. He swims all over the place with his arm floaties,but we are still working on putting his head in the water. Wyatt seems to love the water. We haven't done too much because it is still a little chilly. But he has gone in about chest deep and seems happy as pie. He didn't seem to mind the cold at all. He swishes his little hand through the water and grins happily. For as wiggly and unsettled as he usually is, in the water he is peaceful and content. We may be spending lots of time in the pool this summer.