No, I have not forgotten about the four little darlings born to me. (and no, I have not contemplated trading them for others of the beautiful brown Haitian variety.)
Yes, I know I am behind on updates. WAY behind...I know.
No, I am not dedicating my blog to my relief work in Haiti (for that I have a website www.myaidforhaiti.com).
Yes, I recognize the significant moments I have yet to record for posterity sake.
Reasonable questions accompanied by simple, truthful (for the most part) answers tumble through my mind as I juggle my new endeavour with the many goings on in a household of six including a hard working, (basically brilliant) hubby, two vacillating (one mobile, both pretty) teenagers, one daughter with a heart of gold, but dabbling in pre-adolescent moods and attitude and a little boy who adds the exclamation point to our composition of family with funny antics and cute hair.
As the days of April/May rush by, touting hints of summer, but refusing to commit, I reflect on recent weeks of glamour, worry, recovery, story telling and celebration and contemplate the quickly passing days as we attempt to grasp this rapid time continuum and...enjoy ourselves a little!
Glamour...PROM
Lexi was stunning in sapphire. Her hair curled and cascading. First date. Cute boy. I cried. She has grown up so very fast. I love the young woman she has become. I actually like her better than the funny (sort of strange) little girl she came from...
Worry...DRIVING
Skilled and confident, but still inexperienced behind that wheel. I have never appreciated the sound of the garage door rising as much as I do now.
Recovery...ROO'S SURGERY
Kelsey's left ear has always had a mind of its own. Asymmetrical without any folds to tuck it into place against her head, it has added to her quirky uniqueness and has forever been an endearing trademark...(to me) but to her it has been a distraction, a difference, and in a world where perfection is thrust upon her from every angle, it was regarded, by her, as a shortcoming, a flaw--one that she'd like repaired.
So we had it done.
But...she had to go through this...
to look like this...
(lovely...but now she believes it!)
Story telling...Luke's moment
He marched up to the microphone to recite the tale that nabbed him a first place trophy. His story was titled "If I were a Leprechaun." I think he would be adorable as a tiny little green man...as long as he kept his toothless smile and irresistible shaggy hair.
(This year Luke has discovered the glorious wonder of books and the joyful release of writing. I couldn't be happier!)
Celebration...Jaycee's birthday
Jaycee is the most thoughtful person I know. (and I know a lot of people) This year for her birthday she decided to fore go a party with friends and instead spend an afternoon with me (her most favorite person) (it's true, ask her) getting manis and pedis, and shopping for fun, fresh, fabulous new linens for her bedroom. It was relaxing, silly and all around awesome.
Time is an interesting thing. It literally races by with a pace increasing each day, month and year and leaving little in it's impetuous quake but a more aged and hurried me.
No, I do not want time to stand still. I want my children to grow, progress, live, love and enjoy.
Yes, I want time to stand still. I want to cherish this time when all of them are at home, under my wing of influence and guidance but mature enough to explore, change and decide on their own.
There will often be questions.
Sometimes there will be answers.
Always there will be time to appreciate, laugh, love, live and enjoy.
If we take it.
Take time.
I think I've found my theme for summer...!
