If ever I feel a wave of ordinariness, I need only take a look at the snapshots on my phone to remember how richly textured my life is. Yours too, I would bet my favorite apron.
Handsome surprised me with this oblong beauty the same day I hinted (not subtly) on Facebook about my cravings. His coworker and our friend Dennis gets partial credit for this joy, since he actually alerted my husband to both my FB post and the roadside watermelon stand near their office.
This has been a glorious summer for swimming, and Klaus has made great strides with his enthusiasm and dexterity in the water. My reading list might be suffering a bit, but for good reasons. No complaints. No regrets.
A small group of friends gathered at the farm last weekend for an outdoor showing of Goonies. We also swam with kids and dragonflies, counted stars, played chicken fight and Marco Polo in the pool, and ate so much popcorn plus barbecued meats. Suddenly barbecued meats, that is, because just as the party got started our freezer blinked out hard and we discovered about half a month’s worth of previously frozen meat thawing rapidly.
Follow the sun, okay? xoxo
My favorite batman making friends with a little baby boy named Hudson, named for the river with eyes to match.
This was taken at a recent charity event in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
And of course my two favorite girls in this entire universe. Nineteen years ago my first baby became a big sister and my heart doubled in capacity with intense love for my second and final baby. This actual glossy photo is on my nightstand, and whenever I see it I have to pick it up. I can smell their velvety ears and cheeks.I can feel the bendiness of Jessica’s infant backbone and the tautness of her milk-filled belly. I can remember how fine Jocelyn’s hair was, how much she loved to wrap her legs around me for a hug.
The days are long but the years are short. That never ends. Let’s soak up every detail, friends.