Some kids slept over, had a great time. One had to go home, sick. That was disappointing, but sleep over another night, no problem. This is the start of the snowing. Jody gave me a huge pot of pansies for my birthday, which were placed on the front steps. I saw them in snow, […]
We had a good weekend, opened up the cabin. Water is on. These two made their peace and even snuggled on the couch together, and isn’t that couch a beauty. The kids baked me a cake with blue frosting and five and five candles; And that is the end of that. Love forever, Val, aka
Seventeen YEARS of YOU. (You.) Born on an April morning some time ago: Dan and you on the day you were born: You reading to Tim and Julia. Sam is kind of listening too. Anyone out there love sponge painting? I kind of loved how it turned out–very cloud-like. Notice upon the headboard? Two dancing
So late this evening he realizes why his elbow has been hurting all day. Spider bite. This is nothing new. It’s happened about a half dozen times over the years–crawl spaces. The first time he had a hot lump like this and a line spreading up the arm. At Urgent Care, the doctor looked his
April has arrived, and hello, old friend. It’s gloomy, muddy, whatever. It’s progress out of winter. Saturday night we went to Heidi and Joe’s for a bonfire. It was cool, but not cold. We ate snacks and laughed a lot. Sunday we invited everyone over for dinner to celebrate Little Jay’s birthday, Kari’s birthday, and
This day could only ever be about you. Wearing moccasins and pants I sewed for you, laughing your head off in the kitchen? Ours, entirely loved Baby Jay. There was no finer baby than you. There we are at the lake with Julia on our lap. We loved you, Buddy, indeed. 1991, ready to head
