So Noah hasn't been the "kindest" of fellows these past few days. Poor thing has a snotty nose and is going through the "terrible twos" to say the least! So after getting him to go down for a "nap" today, I heard him yell out, "I'm talking to my grandma! I love you grandma!" We talk a lot about my mom and I show them lots of pictures, talk about all of the things she was able to make for them before they were born (their blankets and pillows, etc), we even have a yellow butterfly that visits us most days that they call the Grandma Butterfly. (Actually, the other kids in our court call it that too. It's very cute.) So I got up to try and hear what Noah was talking about and all I heard was, "play piano." (Which my mom did.) It was so interesting to hear. The messages we receive from our loved ones are just priceless.







We also spent some time in Bodega Bay at the beach. The kids LOVE to run in the sand and play at the water's edge.

