Thursday, August 28, 2008

Chloe's picture

I wasn't EVEN thinking. I should have added a picture of this hilarious child on her birthday post. So, world, here is the inimitable Chloe Sierra Cox!! Gotta love her!! We sure do.

Blessings on all who read ...

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Chloe's fifth ...

So my Chloe girl is five now. Her birthday was Thursday. My baby is five. I'm not emotional about it ... I don't think. So my four children now range in age from 5 to 10 instead of from 0 to 5. What a lot can transpire in those 5 years, and how slowly and how quickly these years fly. And how joy-filled and how guilt-inducing they are.

Chloe is just about the happiest child you can possibly imagine unless she is too tired or is sick. She sings -- oh, how she sings, and how sweetly, and how constantly! She is so pretty and sweet and loving ... she is a much better daughter than I deserve. But then I feel that way about all of my children. Blonde of hair, fair of skin, with light brown eyes ... eyes that get so big ... precious girl.

We invited the girls from her class over for tomorrow afternoon, just a simple gathering ... that's all it takes for her to be happy. She is so easy to please. On her actual birthday, it was just the 6 of us together, and we had her favorite for dinner ... Macaroni and Cheese. :-) Then a small cake for us and a few presents, and we had a little visit from Nana and Papa, too. But tomorrow is the bigger gathering.

Mother came today and helped me ... we and the children cleaned all day in preparation! (with a few breaks!) Rob has been at a conference in Murfreesboro and dodged that bullet.

Shout-outs to all my friends in all your respective cities ... relay birthday wishes for Miss Chloe and I'll pass them on ...

Sunday, August 17, 2008

wandering ...

It is a strange thing, the way the mind goes to places you have never even been when you dream. I've been feeling unwell for about five days so far. Getting better now, though ... you can actually hear me talk again today -- my voice wandered away on Friday and has reappeared today. My poor piano students probably had difficulty from keeping their minds wandering during our lessons Friday, because listening to me became so hard. Not hearing me; listening to me.

Since I've been feeling so bad, I've been sleeping more than usual. That, for me, means dreaming more than usual. I have particularly vivid dreams, though I'm not always able to remember them completely. I remember right when I awaken, you know? but later it is more like a slew of colors painted throughout the far reaches of my mind.

I never dream in black and white.

Now my mind is wandering! I'm just posting because I feel a lack of connectedness with the world because I've been shut in all weekend, i guess. But since I'm so much better, back in the trenches tomorrow, likely absorbing new diseases from the precious ones. Germ-X and I may need to become better acquainted.

I love life ... it is like a wandering road around the bends of which you never know what you may find. Daughtry says it interestingly ... Be careful what you wish for; you just might get it all.

Then again, it might all be taken away. Clarissa just said that, sounding like her Julianne, a self-described "poptimist".

Man, I'm rambling. I'll spare you any more.