What Bird?

Yesterday morning, Alexandra woke me up saying that she heard Ethan making funny noises in his bed. She went to check on him and there was "stuff" all over. So I go upstairs to investigate and indeed there is "stuff" all over Ethan's bed- he had thrown up and was lying in the middle of the mess, happily sucking his thumb without a care in the world. "What happened?" I asked him. He replied, "A bird pooped in my bed."

A Mouse of a Different Color?

I'm working on my bathroom upstairs and had to get some paint... we have a bout 15 cans of different color paints left over from various projects in the doorway to the basement. I reached for a can and inadvertently knocked over another can, which of course spilled all over the basement stairs. I'm not too upset about the stairs- it is a huge mess, but it's a nasty basement (our house was built in 1865 so the basement is dark, damp and basically unusable) -so who cares? BUT as I was standing on the stairs, trying to get some of the paint back into the can, I looked through the steps to the basement floor and noticed that we had caught a mouse in a trap down there...and of course it is now covered in blue paint. UGHHH!!

Because You Had a Bad Day.....

I just bought that song, "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter. Sometimes it just feels good sing a sad song, although that song isn't really sad, in fact it's somewhat upbeat in tempo. Now, "Wise Up" by Aimee Man....that's a sad song.

They are going to bury my cousin Mary Therese on Saturday. It will be exactly 2 months since she was killed. I just don't know how you get over something like that....especially if you are her parents. The spent 20 years raising a wonderful kid... put all that hard work, time and energy and she was SO CLOSE....so close to being an adult and having her life. She'll never get married or have kids or be the vet she wanted to be, or even celebrate Christmas with her family, or see the first birds or spring, or laugh. My heart just aches.....

And just becasue I know you are dying to see it... here is my be-ew-tiful scar. Pretty, huh?

Here is Hudson's cool drawing. I framed it to hang in my bedroom and I'm thinking of getting it printed on a T-shirt for him.

I'm Back.....

I know...It's been a long while since I have posted. I had my surgery and was recovery and was about to post when my cousin was killed in a car accident. She was 20, a college student with so much still ahead of her- she was a great person and would have become an even better person, and when I sat down to write a post after she was killed I just didn't have anything to say. What could I say? What would have changed the way I was feeling? What words would have had any meaning? I still feel as though whatever I write here is of no importance, but when I started this it was to be a way to remember my kids at whatever stage they were currently in, and I need to get back to doing this or years will go by with nothing written down... huge blanks in my memory.... just like what happened in my previous journal attempts.

Ok- so here I go in an attempt to start to be "normal" again.

The kids are good. Actually- pretty great. Ethan is a delight most of the time- growing out of his awful 3 year-old-ness. He says the cutest things. He was looking at my scar the other day and I said, "I know honey- it's ugly." He replied, "No mom, it's be-ew-tiful." Beautiful is his new word. The "shamrocks" (clover) in the yard are be-ew-tiful, the tacky yard crap at Walmart is be-ew-tiful, my hair is be-ew-tiful. He knows how to talk to a woman! Hudson is a drawing fool. He is very interested in Batman lately and works on Batman drawings all the time. Yesterday he took a break from Batman and drew a wonderfully imaginative image of a warrior fighting a beast that came from underground. I'll post a picture of it. Alex is a smart little cookie and an attention junkie. She just had pictures of herself in the school newsletter. She is competing in a school wide storytelling competition and has had one workshop for it. Both her teacher and the librarian told me she is a natural at it. I can't wait to see her in action. She also has to give a classroom oral presentation about Galileo on Monday- dressed as the man. She's psyched.

Ok- well, nothing earth shattering- but at least I got back in the game.