Growing up before my eyes (Owen)

I can't believe how much my kids have "grown up" this past summer.

I figured Owen would mature right before middle school, but he has done several things lately that show he's older now.  Just the other day, he asked if he could get his hair cut.  It might sound benign...but this is usually a topic that is started by Jake or I and followed quickly with a debate that he doesn't think he needs one.  This week he was playing on his ipad with his headphones on.  I assumed he was listening to some youtube video or soundtrack to whatever game he was playing.  Jake looked over his shoulder to see him turn on a Mike and Mike podcast.  That is something that Jake does, not Owen.

Then tonight I helped him figure out how to tie his shoes.  It's always been a battle to teach him.  So we pretty much just gave up and bought him only slip-on shoes.  I KNOW!  Not a shining parent moment.  But it was blown away tonight by his determination to figure it out.  He nailed it on the third attempt.  He did it a few more times and once to show daddy.

What will they be doing tomorrow???

Hot Yoga!?!?!?

I have never been one who really got into yoga, let alone HOT yoga.  I really don't like to sweat, unless I'm running or REALLY working out.  I don't think it's possible to get a good workout "stretching".  I even tried hot yoga with some girlfriends, but didn't really get into it.  Then Jake got into it about 6 months ago.  He even got Andrew hooked on it.  So, when the kids started school I was able to try an express class level one.  I didn't hate it.  I actually liked the ache I felt in places but not unable to walk, like I would hurt when working out with weights.

That's why I went to a level one 75 minute class today.  It was really a good class.  Katarina was the teacher and the soon-to-be owner of the studio.  If her new schedule works with my crazy calendar, I could see myself going a few times a week instead of working out at the gym.  Who knows?  Maybe in a few months I'll become more flexible.

I'm BACK!!!

I'm not even sure if anyone will be checking this anymore...but I feel a need to start blogging again.

I just turned 39.  The last year before "40".  A lot of people I hear dread turning 40.  I'm actually looking forward to it.  Not the fact that I'm getting older.  Falling apart.  Missing my youth.  But that I have lived almost 40 amazing years (so far) on this planet and LOVED every minute of it.  With that being true, why wouldn't I look forward to more?

My son just turned 10, "double digits", and is growing into this amazing, caring, smart, young man.  My daughter is 7 and attended her FIRST concert with me this week.  KATY PERRY!!!  I see her energy and joy and passion for life and it becomes contagious to anyone around her.  My husband tells me, shows me and instills in me more love daily than when we got married.

This might be MY LAST YEAR before 40, but I'm hoping it is just as rewarding as the last 39 years have been and my next 40 will be.