Friday, July 30, 2010


Today, we put together some things to send my grandmother, who just lost my grandfather. Abbott made her a card with a rainbow and a heart broken into two pieces that said, "I know how it feels." I asked him how he knew and he said, Cinnamon and Piper died. I still feel that way when I think about them.

Yesterday, the boys took their money out of their piggy banks in preparation for a trip to the lego store.
Cal had less money because he's spent more. Abbott gave him three of his dollars, because he said he found him in a corner crying about it.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of Abbott's due date. Little did I know then, as I waited for him, how much my life would change, or who he would become. I still wonder about that, really. I don't know if I'll ever feel as much empathy for others as he does.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

summer continues

On the trail to the beach yesterday, we noticed quite a few ripe blackberries. We did the logical thing and changed our plans to accommodate picking and eating, eating and picking. This summer the boys have become particular about picking only those berries that are perfectly ripe (is it plump? is it slightly squishy?). And, Cal pointed out to me their sweet scent - I'd never noticed it before. He carried his bucket near his face to enjoy the full sensory experience.

The beach will still be there tomorrow.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

There are times
I wish they knew me in my younger life
I wish I knew them when I was a child.

Monday, July 26, 2010

web of life

Unfortunately Alexi had to work this past weekend. The boys and I attended parties Saturday and Sunday and I had conversations with many people whom I didn't already know. I found myself dwelling on the ways connections are made, random and not so random. Saturday, I encountered someone who is connected to my friend the host because his late wife was a patient of that friend. Sunday, someone I talked with knew the host because they had once had a mutual friend. They've both lost contact with the other person, but remained friends with each other. I became friends with the host of Sunday's party via Flickr; the internet makes the world a smaller place.

What a web of life we weave all around us.

Friday, July 23, 2010


Eight of the twelve or so weeks of summer, my boys are enrolled in swim lessons at our neighborhood pool. The swimming is great exercise for them, and it gets us out of the house reasonably early in the day. Every single lesson Cal spends much of the time grinning at and waving to me. I worry I'm a terrible distraction, but what am I to do?

This week we've had paradoxical days of chilly, foggy mornings followed by warmish to hot afternoons. The light and the temperature at times have felt and looked more like fall than summer. Alexi noticed that he needed headlights for his drive to work yesterday, for the first time in a long time.

We've been eating berries, berries, berries. Sometimes with yogurt or cheese, often alone. And lots and lots of salad. At our picnic Wednesday our friends brought this salad; last night I made a quinoa, corn and edamame salad with cilantro and a lime-based dressing that we all loved. We've had three ripe sungold tomatoes and are eagerly anticipating full blown tomato season.

Happy Friday to you!

Thursday, July 22, 2010


One of the ways summer is good for me is that it pushes me to operate differently than I do when left to my own devices. This is primarily because the boys are home. Instead of 'getting things done', I get out and in summer. And tonight, coming home to chaos after a full, fun day of hiking and picnicing with friends, I was able to convince myself that I am not a terrible housekeeper. I decided I am a good wife, mother and friend who happens to have a messy house.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


Habit is one of my daily reads. For the month of July, Emily and Molly, the blog's co-curators have started a flickr group. Anyone so inclined is invited to share a moment of their day with a photo and a few words. The images below are some that I've contributed.

2 July
It dawned on me that yesterday I forgot it was the 13th anniversary. And what a sign of healing. And if things had gone differently, I wouldn't have them.

5 July
I had the feeling of life having come full circle as we hiked.

11 Jul
For a split second I wasn't sure how he was going to react; I saw on his face it could go either way.

14 July
I was glad for the time alone; at the same time, the house felt so empty.

16 July
I had unexpected tears when he came outside in the cape. He reminds me to channel my inner superhero.

17 July
The last time their grandfather came with us to the farmer's market Abbott was two weeks old and in a stroller. Today, we held hands and talked while they shopped.

19 July
To say we were all surprised would be a major understatement.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

been camping

We're home from our annual camping trip. The sense of togetherness will linger with us, despite Alexi's return to work tomorrow and his father's flight home.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

weekend wishes

Wishing you a beautiful and relaxing weekend! I'll be back here on Tuesday. xx

Friday, July 16, 2010


At dinner last night Abbott said that at times he'd wished this day was already over and at times he'd wished it would never end. I felt that way too, at times. There had been nearly continuous fighting and a general lack of cooperation throughout the day. On the other hand, I had really nice time alone with each of them while the other had their swim lesson. Another highlight was when Cal said, with pride, that he was finally able to play "that hard song" (on the piano).

Alexi's father is coming to town today and we're really looking forward to spending some time with him. He's joining us to go camping!

Happy Friday! xo

Thursday, July 15, 2010

in the lavender fields

Earlier this week we visited Purple Haze lavender farm. We roamed (ran through) the organic fields and enjoyed ourselves immensely. The scent was really overwhelming. I wasn't sure if the destination would be a hit with the boys, but they really had a great time. Running through scented fields, cutting flowers to your heart's content - what's not to love about that?