Complicated

 Check out how happy this kid is EVERY morning. 

My dearly beloved husband, on the other hand, looks this sleepy every morning as do I. 

Ryan was home from school for a bit on Wednesday for an orthodontist appointment and got to hang out with Hunter. Hunter is going to want one of his cousins to play with him every day. I mean seriously, be still my heart, with that little hand on Ryan's back. 

I went to the nephew's band performance last night. Ryan played French horn, Hayden the trumpet, William the tuba, and Mike the electric guitar. They did a great job and looked quite spiffy as well.

It's official that I'm getting old or at least older. I got teary on several occasions during the concern last night because I was just so proud of the kids and their growth in various pursuits. I longed for the days of practicing an instrument for a school performance or preparing for the school play. I would trade a few days cooking dinner and washing bottles for a few afternoons of concentrated time on an activity with friends. I remember my Dad telling me to keep going to school (i.e. kick it into gear and go to graduate school) then because life would only get more complicated. I did what he said and boy, am I glad. Life does get more complicated!! I didn't know then how many things there are to do between work, house maintenance, bills, grocery store and cooking, raising a child, etc. Life is nothing but more complicated!

The other thing that's happened over time is that my taste buds are changing. I want food to be super spicy, chocolate to be bright white or super dark, and I'm eating oatmeal with raisins, dates, and walnuts. Yikes. Help me find my dentures soon, people.