and with the return of the aussies
my band of grandies are back together
all on one continent
in one time and one place
sharing some mischief and one tiny space.
—
Jake: We’re putting the band back together.
Mr. Fabulous: Forget it. No way.
Elwood: We’re on a mission from God.
(The Blues Brothers)
—
last summer’s tiny space
the first time
they were ever all together
meeting in one big box.
—
and what cat
could resist
the sharing
of
fingertips
full of
sweet and magical dots
called
astronaut ice cream?
whose names i have always mixed and matched
thank you for answering to any name
that begins with the letter ‘h’
whether it’s yours or not.
—
image credit: google image
mama hangs on tight
as she
takes her
baby chicks
off to
master
their moves
their kicks
their spins
their control
as they
jump and skip
through the city
over and under
everything
in their way
and
they can’t wait
to
unleash their power
so much energy
harnessed here
—
the speed of the boss is the speed of the team.
– lee iacocca
– sure signs of a fun spring birthday celebration for baby v-
after a visit
with
baby r, baby v and baron the loyal,
they
find a creative way
to share
a hello, goodbye.
having
named
all of
my
3 daughters
all close in age
with
names
that
all begin
with the letter
h
has caused
me to
rarely
if ever
call them
by their
proper name
at least
on
the first
or
the second
try
and
they’ve
all learned
over time
to just
answer
to
any of them
and
when they
all sign their cards
to me
love
your favorite daughter, h
i know i’ve done it right
—
one thing they never tell you about child raising is that for the rest of your life, at the drop of a hat, you are expected to know your child’s name and how old he or she is.
– erma bombeck
—
image credit: pinterest.com
today is the day
one of the little guys
in our family
vanished
way too early
and
another little guy
appeared
just a few years later
on the very same day
to join our family
happy birthday
to one
and
i miss you
to the other
and
i
will always
love
both of you
—
image credit: faerie magazine
little guy in my class
whispering
excitedly
about
all of the things
he wants to become
chef
make delicious food
ballet dancer
the ballerinas are so beautiful
i want to marry them
artist
make pretty things
movie maker
monsters, aliens, bugs
discoverer
find things
traveler
see the whole world
inventor
make up new things
storyteller
tell stories to people
musician
make songs
but
how many can i be?
and
there is something
that i really, really
need to be the most
i need to be a dad
i have to be a dad for my daddy
because
he doesn’t have one
anymore
his daddy
my poppy
died
and
i think i’ll be
his daddy
he needs a daddy
the great man is he who does not lose his child’s-heart. ~mencius
—
image credits: dailymail.co.uk, getty images
eating dinner out with baby j
is always
a culinary adventure
of
the highest order
part of the meal
is often spent
below the table
and then
the appearance
of a tiny, pudgy hand
reminds me
of why
we are here
sharing
our food
and
our space.
I didn't have my glasses on.... 