The weather has been crazy lately - for some reason this year all of spring has been packed into the last couple weeks of May, and so far in June. We had a tornado that looked like the one from the final scene in "twister" pass just a few miles north of our house and today it has been raining steadily since 8am. All of the 'cooped up' time really makes me realize how much has gone to the wayside during this past year - there are piles of crap everywhere in the house, from papers, to clothes, to stuff that missed it's 90 day return window, and no one (kids or dogs) seems to really care about anything I have to say. It is just time to dive back in. Noah is becoming such a little spit-fire - stubborn and moody, and wanting so badly to make all of the decisions that impact his world. I think I am truly starting to get the first taste of the "you just wait until you have kids" comment from my parents. After the storm always comes the rainbow...
