Blossoming

It's that time of year.  Buds that have been sleeping through the winter are coming into their own, reaching for the sun.

I wish this hyacinth were in our garden.  Rather it sits on our windowsill, scenting the entire main floor of the house.

The boys seem to have entered a spring season as well.  Physically, they are growing ever taller.  New pants and new shoes will be on the spring shopping list.  One day I'll be looking up when I look in each of their eyes.  But what I am really noticing lately is how they are each coming into their own.

Our oldest, for years, was content with his circle being his immediate family.  Now I watch him forming new friendships outside of the home.  These friendships haven't weakened his connection with us but they have given him new experiences and new levels of relating to others.

Our youngest always had the confidence to take on any physical challenges facing him whether we wanted him to or not.  (He still tries to convince me that he should be allowed to go down the hill in front of our house on his scooter.  The creek at the bottom of the hill doesn't appear to be a concern for him.)  However, in a crowd, he was more likely to stay close to one of us.  Now I see his confidence growing as he asserts himself in groups of people.

So yes, there is a lot of blossoming going on around here.