Yesterday and today, all the stuff from school came home in backpacks. Besides random Pokemon cards (the boys were thrilled), I found such delightful things. You guys. From the beginning of the year until sometime in February, Levi apparently kept a journal at school. I cannot even handle it. 12/6/16 my least favrit seasn is… Continue reading Backpack Treasures
Sometimes the boys shower in the master bathroom. Leaving aside for the moment the amount of water that ends up on the bathroom floor, I don't much like it when they do, because the shampoo disappears at an alarming rate. It's not like I'm buying expensive shampoo (Suave, I love you), but still. It's not… Continue reading Disappearing Shampoo
There was a lilac bush by the house I grew up in, by the little balcony on the one side of the house. The house was built into a hill, so if you ran up the stairs on the outside, you'd end on the second floor. The balcony was at the top of the stairs, by a… Continue reading The Scent of Memory
Levi Z (b. 2008) Self-Portrait, early 2017 school paints on construction paper Collection of Mr. and Mrs. Paul Z Artist's note: "I forgot I have grey glasses now." Curator's note: I told him it was fine; we all have a little trouble seeing ourselves with absolute clarity from time to time.
We don't have any pictures of our boys' birthmothers. I am sad about this for my boys. They have asked about pictures, a little, and I think it will be more important to them later, as they grow up and think more about what adoption really means. Perhaps when they are first asked to make… Continue reading Empty Frames