My mom has many faces. Each face tells a story. The grandmother. The trouble maker. The watchful eye of the teacher. The chef. The survivor. The joyful Mama. I love you Mom and all your many faces. I wish we could be together today, but we will see each other again soon. You are special… Read More faces
Over the last several weeks I have realized that I have a bad habit of putting people in a box. For no good reason I create an idea of what a person is like and then to me, that is who they are. On many occasions recently those boxes that I have created suddenly exploded.… Read More Perception
Last weekend DZ volunteered to take the girls and the dog for an afternoon hike. They had a great afternoon together and I had a relaxing afternoon taking a much needed nap. Thanks for the day off!
Around the middle of November BigZabba starts making her wish list. This is her wish list from Christmas 2009. I love the varied items on her list, everything from a dog bakery, make up, barbies, and a laptop. What 7 year old doesn’t need their own laptop? It never hurts to ask. Who knows how… Read More Wish List
I love watching the girls sleep. Their perfect little faces, the little pucker in the lips, the way their fingers are so relaxed, their calm breathing. Such innocence. I love them so much it makes my heart hurt.
This year BigZabba was selected to be on the student council. Their first job was to plan spirit day. They voted and it was decided that spirit day would be wacky day. BigZabba was so excited to participate in the day. She wore different colored socks and two different shoes, her shirt backwards, leggings on… Read More Wacky Day
No one, not even the dog, is safe from the dreaded bunny ears.
I love how creative the girls are. While working outside the girls started collecting snails, grass & leaves for them to eat. BigZabba got out her bug catcher so she could keep a few of them. Soon there were more toys out for the snails. After a few minutes they decided to make a snail… Read More Snail Park
In the morning the girls like to have some play time before beginning the day. The other day BigZabba decided that she wanted to teach LittleZabba her numbers. Her tactic was to sort and count her chalk and have LittleZabba write the number. Pretty clever. They both had fun and LittleZabba did a little learning.
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Papa, happy birthday to you! We love you Daddy. We wish we could be with you to celebrate. Enjoy everything about your day. Love you all the stars in the sky, all the sand in the sea, all the bones in my body!
