Saturday, August 22, 2009

invisible threads

I was thinking about you just now. Thinking that once I was done posting an ad for the crib, I would post here. And here you are. Talk about an invisible thread. I was trying to will you to call me today, but I was consumed with painting Violet's dresser in the hour Stefan gave me while he took the kids to the grocery store. I know what you mean about invisible threads, I totally get it. I can be away from the kids and really enjoy my time, sometimes not even wanting to come back, but that feeling is only temporary. It's like you say, I think about their touch, their voices (in my dream they are not screaming), their bright eyes. I'm locked in for life and it's a good thing.

We took Liam to the bike park today. He's mastering riding a pedal bike and found out that the bike jumps are much harder with the new ride than they were with the like-a-bike. It was fun to see him though, so little, but still trying to be like the big kids. I stole a couple of pictures with Violet. I just love how she is growing into herself. Her eyes are so expressive, they make me melt. It was a good day. A day without a time out. A day without yelling or frustration (at least on my part, Liam had a hard time with the bike). And now that the days are getting shorter, and Violet is dropping her nap (ugh!), we are back to 7:00 bedtime and a quiet nighttime house. I realized tonight how much that helps, when there is an end to the day. The summer heat and light has made that really difficult.

And about the cake...I want to eat it too. Cupcakes. Really yummy ones with icing. And a cold glass of milk. And TV. I was laying on the couch tonight staring at the nature table wishing it was a big screen TV with something good to watch. Maybe Six Feet Under or Jamie Oliver or a John Hughes movie (I loved his movies in the 80's, did you know he just died?) I was thinking about your living room and your comfy couch and watching movies. So fun. I was also thinking about those ridiculous peanut butter filled pretzels. Your health care system may be a mess, the rednecks sound like they are taking over Obama, but your snack foods, now that we just can't beat!

I hope you have a great day tomorrow. I have something for you, I'll put it in the mail this week.

Love always,

Catherine

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