after a night spent
with mayhem
and mischief
and fun
in
peaches’ cottage
while mom and dad have a date
and
ending up
on
the longest night ever
tucked into the loft
nestled with
nacho the cat
and
babies j and b
then
we wake up to another day
the shortest day
and
find our zen.
******************
that moment when baby j feels the magic.
—
christmas isn’t a season. it’s a feeling.
– edna ferber
it’s not the drinks, it’s the company.
this was lj’s response
as i broke the news
that i’d saved him
a birthday treat
his classmate
had brought in
the day before
when he had been absent
i’m sure
he imagined
a
wonderful treat
such as this
giant cupcake
as big as his head
all gooey chocolate
and rainbow sprinkles
and wonderful goodness
so
he closed his eyes tight
in giddy anticipation
and waited
and then
i came back
with this
beige
healthy
granola bar
treat
gluten
wheat
sugar
dairy
nut
taste
free
and
this was lj’s response
as soon as he saw it
and
took it all in
and
his eyes
got big
and
started
to
fill with water
and
his head
went down
and
it was
the letdown
of the century
—
food should be fun.
– thomas keller
—
all pics courtesy of google images
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
the tiniest riders
babies r and v
numbers 16 and 8
get ready for their show
and then
with no fear
and great excitement
off they go
on their trusted steeds
and home again safely
with blue ribbons
and happy hearts
—
care, and not fine stables, makes a good horse.
– danish proverb
no way
a little rain
and an indoor recess
can dampen this spirit
bring it.
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.... 