we attempted to take a photo of the Masks with masks this month. I would have put on the beard, but Lincoln insisted that it was his. 🙂

I will not forget June.

This month has been a roller coaster for me. We're talking a Magic Mountain-esque roller coaster. Lots of  highs with a few lows thrown into the mix. I'm pretty sure i can't handle that much emotion in one month. And really, i'm glad it's over. Here's the quick wrap up.

Summer has officially made it's entrance and I've been trying to keep some sort of routine so that we don't go looney. Dallin has been doing swim team in the mornings, I've been teaching a Let's Play Music summer class, Ella has a play group, and Lincoln & Christian hang on for the ride. I'm not very good at keeping a schedule but i think this is saving my bacon somewhat. As long as everyone knows what to expect from day to day, life seems to run more smoothly. I know schedules are good…why oh why can't I stick with them!?

Jeff's birthday was the first celebration this month. We showed up at his work with some goodies. I think it's crazy that almost every time I go to his work, he has moved desks. Luckily someone directed me to his new desk so I could spread out some love. I suppose it would have been just as funny to leave it on the wrong desk. Someone would have enjoyed it!

Father's Day came next. I always feel bad that his birthday is so close to Father's Day. Usually one of the two days gets a little shafted. Case in point…I ordered his Father's Day gift online and it still hasn't arrived yet. Oops.

Lincoln had his surgery. Everything seemed to go well at the hospital. The hardest part was seeing tears of blood. I can handle a nose bleed, but the eyes are a different story. I think I almost lost it right there in the parking lot. He slept most of the day after we came home. I wanted to lay next to him and hold him close just to make sure he was breathing. He did well the rest of the week. It is amazing for us to watch his head tilt change. I'm glad I took a picture the day before so we could see the difference. It is incredible. 

The week after the surgery was more difficult. For me, at least. I noticed his other eye drifting inward and immediately panicked. I knew the eyes might have trouble tracking together but I didn't expect to see this. We checked with the doctor and he explained that this is normal. It may correct itself or we may need to correct it eventually. This is all so hard for me. It is hard to watch. It is hard to make decisions not knowing a definite outcome. It is hard to be a mom and hurt for my children. I am grateful for a knowledge of God's plan that gives me hope. It is what I hang onto when I am hurting.   

Then my baby buddy decided to turn one. This past year really did go by in a blink. He is pulling himself up. Not quite ready to walk yet, and I've got no problems with that. He is my baby and I'm happy to keep him a baby for as long as possible. I love how he wraps his arms around my neck and buries his face in my shoulder when I pick him up after a nap. He has me hook, line, and sinker.  

And to add one last thing to the pile this month, I am now a year older too.