Posted in Uncategorized, tagged family, pictures, Rainbow, remembering our butterfly on November 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Galloping, galloping, galloping on through November, with Thanksgiving in my lap, ready for attention, and Christmas pawing at my foot and pressing its nose against my leg.
(oh, Dana, I miss you.)
Some snaps of Ward’s birthday party, celebrated two days early on October 26th.
Yes, Rainbow, it’s a special day.
The Fishmaster dressed as Wormwood from The Screwtape [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged pictures, Rainbow, remembering our butterfly on October 29, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Thank you so much, friends, for commenting and for reading and for just being here. We’ve made it through another birthday, and it was just lovely. The weather was perfect, again, and kids had fun and ate cookies and people admired Ward’s sculpture. I think Daddy J must have downloaded the pics onto his laptop [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged remembering our butterfly on October 25, 2009 | 8 Comments »
The last day or so, I keep going back to sort of painful memories. Sort of sad, not-really-sure-why-they-are-popping up memories. I keep thinking about going to the YMCA with Ward when he was an older toddler, close to the time of his accident. I remember taking him to the nursery and walking him in. The nursery people didn’t [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged family, remembering our butterfly, videos on October 15, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Feeling very blessed (and blissed) this morning. The big boys are doing amazingly well at their challenging schools, making friends, getting good reports from teachers, and just having a terrific year so far. Rainbow is an adorable, healthy little love. I get to be married to Daddy J and have this life [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged adoption, family, remembering our butterfly on October 8, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I sent F another short note yesterday. It’s a pretty easy habit I’m falling into; I write a short little update toward the end of the week, sometimes skipping a week, but it’s never more than two weeks between mail. And every 3-4 weeks, I mail both her and J a card with [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged remembering our butterfly on September 22, 2009 | 4 Comments »
I was strolling with Rainbow today (magically, we avoided a drenching from the downpours that WILL NOT STOP COMING ENOUGH ALREADY STOP IT SKY GAHHHH) and commented to him that he was about to have his first autumn. His very first fall, in a whole year of first-ever-things.
And remembered that first year after Ward’s [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged family, pets, random chitchat, remembering our butterfly on September 10, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Things are good, really, I’m just feeling a little pooped. And it’s not Rainbow’s fault: the last couple of nights he has slept a full twelve hours. Cuh-razy.
(The basset hound, on the other hand, has been waking us up at three-ish due to boredom or a shrunken bladder or both.)
Deck construction is nearing completion, [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged adoption, remembering our butterfly on August 11, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Not sure if this counts as dream journaling – not sure what this qualifies as: a daydream that got legs and ran with it, in a really vivid way? This would be at about 3am this morning, after Rainbow finally settled down after his bottle, when I was drifting off but not technically asleep, [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged community, pictures, remembering our butterfly on August 4, 2009 | 5 Comments »
When it happened, our porch filled with beautiful bouquets of backyard flowers and wildflowers, arranged in jelly jars and vases, tied with ribbons and raffia, with storebought cards and homemade cards and artwork from kids. It was magical, even during that awful first late-July, to be surrounded by all that beauty and color.
And they’ve done [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged remembering our butterfly on August 4, 2009 | 5 Comments »
was actually pretty great, as The Days go.
I woke up from an awesome dream, so indulge my dream journaling for the eleventy-eighth time.
(I remember reading somewhere that one of the most boring things ever is to hear someone tell you their dreams, and… yeah. I know. Blah, blah, blah. Airing the dusty corners of my psyche [...]
