Saturday, February 28, 2015

"I think we should have two more kids. I mean, why not? I love kids. It's not like we're going to be able to afford college for all of them anyway, so what's the big deal? Also, I really like even numbers." -Adam Walden, after a few beers.

Monday, February 23, 2015

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:34 (NIV)

Saturday, February 21, 2015

The Honeybee has landed and this family is whole again...for, like, twenty minutes before I have to go to work. #tagteam

Friday, February 20, 2015

You Are Tired (I Think)

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.

Come with me, then,
And we'll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)

You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.

Ah, come with me!
I'll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I'll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.

e.e. cummings


Tuesday, February 17, 2015

I painted the kitchen a cool gray today and it looks beautiful. I was so inspired, that I painted the living room what was supposed to have been a muted teal...and it now looks like a Miama day spa up in here. 

Monday, February 16, 2015


I'm up late and praying hard for some guidance in making the right decisions for my sweet kids. Any prayers you may want to give up certainly can't hurt, either. (Why is this not just easy all the time?!)

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Fifteen of sixteen consecutive work days complete...and the struggle is real.

Friday, February 13, 2015

If I had just one more evening to live, I'd opt to get dinner out with my husband and beautiful children and then referee the most intense game of dodgeball this house has ever seen; basically, I'd just wish to relive tonight. 

Thursday, February 12, 2015

"My friends and I are going to start a band, Mom. We're going to call ourselves  'The Eagles' and we're going to be so awesome because nobody has ever thought to name their band that before." -Patrick Walden

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

One-Liners

My days aren't long enough. Sometimes, there aren't enough in a week. Sometimes (like this week), there are too many. And yet, I barely find myself at a place where I can sit quietly and write down how things are going. For that, I am sorry. Sorry for anyone who reads this and sorry to my future self for letting good memories slip by without proper documentation, perhaps to be lost in the vast abyss where memories go. Sigh. Dramatics, all because I can't seem to focus my thoughts. 

But there is an upside to this. Because I can't find one large block of time terribly often, I know for sure I can find several small blocks. I know I can. And that means that I'm going to try something new, something to keep the juices flowing. 

One line a day. Just one. A memory, a quote, something to jot down and remember later, something to remind me to take a few more minutes from time to time and elaborate. Perhaps something quick for you to read, if you are into that sort of thing. 

And your line for today?

Let's start tomorrow. 

P.S.- Happy New Year!

Ciao!

Dad

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