Interacting.

My days seem to run together into a blur of unending clothes to wash and dry, toys to pick up, baths to give and meals to prepare and clean up after. Sometimes there are little bright spots, like a nap while Crew sleeps (he naps for 30-45 minutes, usually 3 or 4 times a day), or a tiny Tupperware teaparty with fresh baked banana bread with Ava, or Brock playing a new chord on his guitar, or the smile Bella gives after recently losing her two front teeth. There is a lot of 'usual, ordinary' stuff going on around here, which is both wonderful and exhausting at the same time. I'm still trying to figure out how things can be both. =)

I'm more and more amazed at how a newborn baby can take it's first breaths and need care non-stop around the clock and then less than six months later has a full-blown personality, likes and dislikes and wants to log into Webkinz using his own password! Crew has decided he wants to do what everybody else is doing around here. In the top two pictures you can see he has rolled over and moved away from the infant playgym and thinks he is playing on the laptop woth Ava. I'm sure that there are age recommendations from pediatricians as to how much screen time a baby should or shouldn't have. I'm sure Crew doesn't even fall on those charts yet, but try telling him that! He's been fussy for the first time in his short life starting this past weekend. I think he is starting some teething, but also I think he just wants to do more than he is able to do at this point in his development.

Wyndham seems to be noticing him more as he smiles and interacts with her with sounds. I wonder if she can sort of understand his babbling more than the rest of us can. For some reason, it just seems like they have a language all their own. It's cute to watch, and I'm already hoping Crew will pick up sign language easily so that he and Wyndham can grow their connection even more.
I'm ready for some sunshine and fresh air as this winter/cold/rainy weather drags on here in Michigan. We never take spring break vacations, as the golf course is usually just kicking off the season, so I am anxious as ever for a warm spring. I can tell my mood has suffered some the past few months, and it is topped off this month as we approach another one of Teagan's birthdays without her. It's always a bittersweet time of rembrance and celebration. I look forward to seeing some new life and bursts of growth on the trees and from the ground as a reminder that there is beauty all around and life goes on.

As much as I interact with my family, there's always a piece of me that never ceases to miss one more of us. Even if it meant more laundry, more books and toys and clothes to pick up, it wouldn't matter to me. Her hugs and kisses would be more than enough payment for the extra effort it would cost me. As busy as I am each day, I still miss interacting with her. And that makes me love the interactions with the rest of them that much more.