make a little birdie nest
you don’t seem to wanna get dressed
Lordy child this mama knows
what it is like
when you don’t want to wear clothes
Snuggle back in before the day begins
I’ll stop the clock and lock the door
stoke the fire and rock in my chair
It’s raining out there, anyhow
My face is braille to your tiny hands
briefly; in the night
assured you are not asleep in the grasses, left out for the lions
you settle without unsettling
and I wonder at your wholeness
grateful for your breathing
even and steady and time
which has become a gift
unfolding itself before me
in spite of itself
truly amazing technology
(you my darling)
is indistinguishable from magic
and you are surely magic
He falls while running
“Me just crying for whining”
Arms around neck hold tight
He bit his brother
Wrecked the butter, spilled water
Throw lego start fight
Perfect breath on chest
Small whisper “me love you most”
Eyes roll back goodnight
I am loathe to say I didn`t think these up myself. Take a basic crustless quiche and stuff it with pizza goodies. That is pretty much it.
They were delicious. 3 thumbs up from my testers.
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September spun by with a cool breeze and warm sun. This morning was first frost. A light one, but definitely a frost. My green tomatoes hang heavy with my first bumper crop, I think I wasn’t aggressive enough in pruning them back this year and they became quite the jungle. Towards fall when I was worrying about this day coming I started ripping off new blooms and excess growth. I did this twice earlier in the summer as well. The compost alone I’ve gained from all the tomato greens has certainly paid for the transplants. I am looking forward to ‘harvesting’ my compost in the spring. I must tell you that the compostable chip bags do not compost in 18 months and made last years compost unready this spring.
The kids and I are heading off hopefully this weekend for a few blissful weeks of water and central heat and fun city things to do. We will be in internet zone for almost a month, so hopefully I can get back in the swing of blogging.
Mr.T is going to juggle some building work for us and for a neighbour and we will come home when our laundryroom/family closet/bathroom is built. I’ll warn you, it’s gonna be rustic.
We will be back in the Kootenays for November for sure since I am having the following surgeries- Laparoscopy, Bilateral Salpungectomy, Hysterosypy, Ablation and possible removal of endo/hysterectomy. I’m planning on watching the surgeries on You Tube, but haven’t gotten the chance yet. If you’ve been through any of these and are feeling chatty- fill me in. So far, the big question for me is “Is that going to make my belly button hurt?”
Oddly, the Gyno told me that that isn’t what most women ask, they are usually more worried about the scraping down/removal of internal organs. I however am pretty darn excited about missing out on 30 more years of menses!
Coach Rapper is enjoying school. He is in love with his teacher who he describes as “slim and beautiful with long blond hair”. It’s true, she is lovely, and very sweet. I met her today and the adoration is mutual. We are having a few little hiccups along the way as my little man works out the big bad world of social dynamics of the school bus, including a marshmallow gun going off right into his eye with some nasty swelling and our nieghbour and his little friend deciding he is “bored” of sitting with him. He is rolling with the punches though and comes home happy with his day, and lots of questions.
Well, I better be going home right away, it’s almost 11pm!