One thing I noticed today as I was sleep training our 5 month old son, Liam, and potty-training our 23 month old daughter, Haris, they were both crying (no tears, plenty of noise)…
And I got a quarter and some pennies. My mother in law, Momma T, was in town and came to spend some time with Haris, so I could go have some time for myself to write and do whatever.
The all time favorite game that every adult knows to play and that every baby loves. Haris loves this game, she even likes to hold the cover up over her face and hide. It’s quite cute and lots of fun…but actually I learned something.
It, is Amelia, my bougainvillea plant (pictured below). We decorated our dark wooden balcony back in June with chairs, pillows, lights, a bright orange bench and small, bright orange table/stool, and a hummingbird feeder, we were both excited, and all that was missing were some plants.
I recall sidewalk chalk, Polly Pocket, some sticks and rocks to make a pretend fire, caterpillars, clouds drifting in the sky, a good story, a hug from my Mom or Dad, the smell of french toast cooking, and singing made up songs, all equaled contentment, what else could there be?
I felt stumped, hence the late post. I’ve been walking writer’s block since Monday like I own it. There are drafts of different beginnings, but not fully developed, so no point in posting. Sounds like doubt, but trust I’m fighting. It’s 9pm ish, and I’m ready for bed, but my to-do list is looking at me, shaking its head. Ha that rhymed!
We went to Red Rock Canyon a couple of weeks ago, and had an amazing time! It was absolutely beautifully breathtaking. We hiked and played on the Red Rock, and breathed in the beauty and fresh air. And my good friend and actress, Hayley, gave me a shoe rack yesterday. That’s not a typo, that was the next sentence.
It’s 4am, and I am scared. I woke up because I heard something…
I’m drawing a blank almost. A lot happened this week that has influenced and challenged me; however, I find words escape me or I’m unsure of how to wrap what’s happening inside me into words.
A friend gave me a beautiful gift, a stamped pendent necklace. “God will not have His work made manifest by cowards.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson.
We’ve all lost our two front teeth, and then, we got new ones! So, we won that war! And we’ll all face two front battles in life: interior (ourselves/mind) and exterior (other people/life). Go with me here…