Friday, April 30, 2010

Green walk


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Run Rabbit Run!
this rabbit
he ran only half-heartedly
away from me
he kept stopping
and peering at me between leaves
what does he think
i wondered if maybe he was not wild at all
but perhaps a lost
or released
pet?
he seemed 'on the fence' about whether he should run from me or not





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undisturbed water
is impeccable
in its
reflection of the sky
if we could not look up
and had to rely only on the reflection we saw in pools, ponds and lakes
we would still
have a fairly accurate impression of the sky

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only the blue blue of a spring sky
fades ever so slightly in the depths of the water
the water
 lending its algae green shimmer to the blue
and
the sky is gray

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then

what would we know of SKY blue?




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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Ode and spring cleanup

mom n dad did a lot of spring cleanup this weekend
Ode helped by being delightfully self-sufficient

and content playing in his stroller/playpen/exersaucer
and keeping himself entertained
He's big into throwing stuff overboard these days


Hey can YOU get that for me?

He watched the birds
stared at the garden hose
picked at specs of dirt
tried to dismantle his stroller from INSIDE
stared at the sheep two doors down while they BAAhed and BAAhed
squealed at the top of his lungs
hung out w the chickens
Hung out w Dad
helped mom in the greenhouse
Pretended to steer the truck while Dad and big brother got the tiller started (fumes!so we hung out in the truck)
tried to flip his exersaucer
threw toys on the lawn
applauded himself
played peekaboo with himself and his blanket
and smiled from ear to ear and clapped whenever we told him what a good job he was doing
pretty darn good days


EVen the buckle that held him in place was fair game!

Fall CIty Grill

so NORMALLY
Ode would not have a bink in his mouth
in the middle of the day
HOWEVER
it quickly became a necessity
when we stopped by the Fall City Grill the other day
and he discovered that it ECHOed in there
and decided to put on a concert of squealing and screaming gleefully at the top of his lungs
for all the patrons
so here,
the pacifier took on the roll of PLUG
(you can't squeal with a bink in your mouth - and he tried)
he he

WHat the heck IS this THING?
Odes first time in a REAL high chair

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Odes new shirt


Ode's got a new shirt from his Grandpa

it's a baby bulldog for the Marine Corps



super cool!
Thanks Grandpa!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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The stars aligned that night....

Last night all of the stars aligned, and we had everyone home..
For the first time in weeks. 3 weeks to be exact.

It’s unsettling to have your children leave home.
Of course you’re excited for them to start their own lives.
You’re eager to see what they will do with all the talent YOU JUST KNOW they have in there.
You’re proud and frankly just thrilled that you got everybody to 18years old breathing and in one piece! (I should be having a party JUST for this One thing!)
But once they’re actually out,
And you’ve told yourself a hundred times that they will be okay
and you shouldn’t call them (just one more time this week) again to check on them
You KNOW
You have to stand back and let them go
And see what they will do
I think I’ve done okay.. this was sort of a test run for Roman
And I did good and he did good
He’s thinner
He looks tired
And he has a bad cough
But he’s okay
And last night both him and his brother came home
And all of us ate dinner together
(and my heart was full)
And Ode was thrilled to have his big (giant!) brothers home and being SHOWERED with attention and praise
and there was much chatting and catching up and stories
and laundry
laughing
And I slept like a STONE last night for the first time in weeks

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as much as Chris and I try to be 'cool' parents (okay im the only one who has to 'try' to be cool)

and not micromanage them
we love these boys to death and back with all of our hearts and everything we have
and they never leave our thoughts even when they are gone for days and weeks and someday maybe even a month (eek)

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Even though CHris is not their biological father; his is everything 'father' they have known for the better part of their young adult lives.
He had most definitely earned his stripes.
He has done a million 'rescue missions' late at night, come rain sleet or snow..broken down cars (times 100), trouble at school, forgot their lunch, need a ride, or someone to talk to, he's done time in the hospital emergency waiting room.. He has ALWAYS been there without fail. and that TO ME is absolutely PRICELESS In a husband/father, I dont think I would have EVER gotten married again if I had not met him and my children had not taken to him as they did.. with slow but eventually total devotion.

  • (I always feel weird calling him my husband, I guess from being alone for 12 years, and always wishing those women who are like "MY HUSBAND this and MY HUSBAND that" would just be quiet - used to make me want to puke..and I guess I feel weirdest about the mine part..you dont really OWN a person you know?  anyways Ive gone off topic!)

In the boys' eyes, Chris was cool, and funny, and good... and he could build stuff, and skateboard and he listened to cool music.
Mind you these boys did not take too well to men in their early years-being raised almost exclusively by me but early on with Chris, they would follow him around like his shadow.
  • SOmetimes I have wondered if maybe he is an angel. No he is not perfect, any more than any of the rest of us. But...He is really good at the things that really matter in life, like being a loving person, and devotion, and selflessness, and caring for his family, and hard work and patience (when it really matters - maybe not so much in traffic.)  
Yesterday my moms neighbors grandson was over visiting his grandma..he is 18 months old and very shy, but when she came out of the house holding him, and Chris was standing there, he held out his arms for Chris to take him, which he did, and this little baby sat quite contentedly in Chris's arms while he talked to the baby's grandma. I guess  I shouldn't be surprised at all, babies can sense good souls.

okay enough rambling
I guess - i dont tell Chris often enough, just how good he is, and that the little things he does Matter... and talking about the boys made me think of how glad i am to have had him come up alongside me, and take the other yoke, and HELp.. i dont think i would have made it through the teens without him
and i dont think I could have even 'dreamed up' a better partner in my life
happy tuesday

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Blue centered fancy whooten with eyelashes


i dont remember the name of this sassy plant but its really cool so i made one up
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that blue in the middle..
i think its called periwinle
I used to have a gutless SAAB 900 that color
the prettiest car i ever did have
i loved it because it was periwinkle ( i even like the way that sounds!)
oh
and under
 1,000$!

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LOOk at that blue razzle dazzle on top..
she looks like Liza Minelli before a big Broadway Show..



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we just transplanted that peony.. i have had it for 5 years and its never bloomed!! then i read that they dont bloom in pots!! arghh  seems to be doing well here.. wish i could figure out a way to cover the neighbors chainlink dog fence.

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