Okay, this is a weird photo. Julia was helping me. That’s her striped turtleneck in the background. The caterpillar, Bobby, the one who said, “Wow,” when he saw Dad’s van… He went into a cocoon a couple weeks ago. The cocoon was in a glass tumbler. (Nobody will ever want a drink of anything at […]
I did not take pictures, but Kirby had the presence of mind to do so. Maria informs me her friend thinks our whole family might be crazy. I…I don’t disagree. love, Val
apparently there were some fake tattoos a bit ago. i never saw these until they turned up in the photos…RIP Joey & Tickles Today is finally April 19, the day of the long-planned caterpillar funeral. I thought she’d forgotten all about it, but then I heard her talking about it over the weekend. Jay caught
Jay and I worked today. When I came home and asked the kids where he was, they said he was asleep on the patio. Really? Yeah. I found him, head on the metal arm of the swing, left leg twisted in a pretzel bend for balance, asleep on that little swing. When he woke up,
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Lydia is continuing to plan the service for her deceased caterpillars, Tickles and Joey. She’s planning this for 3:30 on the 19th of April, and has sent written and decorated invitations to the family, including her grown brothers and sisters and her grandparents. She’s been practicing Greensleeves on the keyboard, you know, which is good
This morning I followed Jay down the highway in his big plumbing van. He was taking Julia to preschool and I was headed to the office for a meeting. As he reached his exit before mine, we were beside each other for a minute, and he waved, big old paw. I waved back. Then I
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