Monday, August 18, 2014

They've grown by leaps and bounds this summer.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Sometimes I wonder if there is something I need to read or hear or see, or some experience I need to have before she arrives.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

The answer then, for me, is to keep busy.  I've spent this entire last week waiting.

Friday, August 15, 2014

I read once that it's not fear that paralyzes us but instead hidden fear. I have to remember to share the responsibility.

Monday, December 30, 2013

It was probably the most unusual package I ever mailed.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Would you believe it if I said 2014 has already thrown its first curve ball?

Saturday, September 28, 2013

I think we'd all agree it was nearly a perfect day.

Friday, September 27, 2013

I've always had an aversion to the squeaky wheel.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

I have reached a certain equilibrium in my productive energy where the addition of something new means something else must go.

Monday, September 23, 2013

I needed to find an angle, to identify the problem.  She refused to acknowledge my feelings as valid.  Knowing that, I start to let go.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

He didn't want to talk about it, but the little bits he did volunteer sounded like he had a really good time.

Friday, August 30, 2013

It was a day of accommodating fun, but we stretched it out as far as it would go and we all enjoyed the benefits.

Thursday, August 29, 2013

She told me sewing is good for the soul.

Friday, August 23, 2013

We celebrated a day early, but I think he may have to see the doctor on his birthday.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

We're doing our best to get through.  By day's end, he was back on track.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

It just seems that everything gets shot to heck when the kids are sick.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Two (more) nosebleeds, 2 fevers, 2 sick boys, 2 tired parents.  It's too early for this.

Monday, August 19, 2013

We had already abbreviated our plans for Cape May because of his cold.  Two monumental nose bleeds later, we cancelled completely.  So much blood, and I could only wonder what the Civil War must have smelled like.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Today, I got the piccolo solo.  I don't play the piccolo.

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Gratitude is like a splash of cold water, snapping me out of the murky mire of fear (things that aren't) and waking me to the goodness of life (things that are).