And non-obligatory quotes. First shot. Very rushed, almost dropped my phone. We have to cross the road this year (and Elias is a preschooler and so a parent has to cross the road because the school says so and I get it even though I'm sure all the people waiting in their cars on their… Continue reading Obligatory Pictures
Month: August 2015
Seven
It's been a jam-packed day and I've barely had time to think, let alone write. But lest I be accused of favoritism or unfairness in birthday postings, I think it's important to say this. This boy right here? With all the missing teeth? He is seven. This very day. Happy birthday, punk. We love… Continue reading Seven
Bedlam … er, bedtime.
I know, long dry spells and then two posts in one day. Bedtime tonight was just too ridiculous not to share. Paul: I want to tell you guys a story. Stymie cut a big gash in his head at work Saturday. Levi: DID HE DIE?!?! Me: No, you bloodthirsty child. P: Well, I didn't see… Continue reading Bedlam … er, bedtime.
Five
He's five, this boy. He's pretty excited about it. He climbed into bed with me this morning and, as light snuck in under my just-cracked eyelid, chirped, "Did you FORGET TO TELL ME SOMETHING TODAY?!?" Happy birthday, buddy. Five is a nice number.
Until November
At least we hope so. We had our annual visit at the CF Center this morning. This doesn't meant the only time in the year we visit - it means the one time every year that we see everybody on his multi-discipline team all in one appointment. Sometimes it gets pretty long. (A couple… Continue reading Until November