Limits

It's tough to know what our limits are sometimes.  Then circumstances occur that make those limits very obvious.  That's been the case with me of late.  First circumstance:  Pregnancy.  Second circumstance: Vertigo, intense vertigo.  It's slowed me down and also helped me to appreciate the simple opportunity to stand up without feeling you're the outer end of a rope being whipped around.  I'm looking forward to doing some things.  In the meantime here's a few pictures that chronical some of what's been going on inside those limits:

I was on my bed talking to my sister one day when I saw this hawk.  It landed in the tree, dropped something and spent the next 15 minutes looking for it:

Ah there it is!

See ya!

My boys went to the store one day and came home with this because as

Mowg told me, "I think you're sweet."  Ditto kid.

Easter has come and gone, but we did color eggs.

Tiny Pose

Mowg working away

Mowg painted a box and his face earlier.  This is the "washed off" version.

Tiny got a hair cut courtesy Mom

The whole batch!

Usually at Easter I like to bring in a branch of something to "force".

This year I settled for a tiny pot of daffodils and one courtesly peeped out on Easter.

 At the end one day while on spring break, Mowg feel asleep mid icecream.

It was a long day!



I hope you're enjoying your days within their limits! :)