We have so much to be thankful for...today and every day.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Lobster Bones
Island Boy enjoyed a nice dinner out with family a few nights ago. His favorite part of the meal was gnawing on a lobster leg.
"Bone!", Island Boy pointed out.
No, I explained, that was a shell. I went on to describe a shell as something that was on the outside, while bones were generally found inside.
Island Boy turned, pointed to the window and said, "Outside!".
Hmm. Good point.
No, I said, shells were outside of a creature, not outside of a building.
Island Boy pointed out the window and confirmed, "Outside!".
As I pondered the best way to clear up the misunderstanding, Daddy wisely decided to just go with it, and offered Island Boy another "lobster bone".
"Bone!", Island Boy declared happily.
We all smiled and enjoyed the rest of our meal since, as anyone that is the parent of a toddler knows...when Island Boy is happy, we're all happy!
"Bone!", Island Boy pointed out.
No, I explained, that was a shell. I went on to describe a shell as something that was on the outside, while bones were generally found inside.
Island Boy turned, pointed to the window and said, "Outside!".
Hmm. Good point.
No, I said, shells were outside of a creature, not outside of a building.
Island Boy pointed out the window and confirmed, "Outside!".
As I pondered the best way to clear up the misunderstanding, Daddy wisely decided to just go with it, and offered Island Boy another "lobster bone".
"Bone!", Island Boy declared happily.
We all smiled and enjoyed the rest of our meal since, as anyone that is the parent of a toddler knows...when Island Boy is happy, we're all happy!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Ashes Ashes
LA and Orange County are ablaze and hundreds of homes have been lost.
In our area, we are far from the fires, but not from their effects. To add to the strangeness of the already too early Christmas decorations and music (didn't they used to wait until the day after Thanksgiving for those??!) we've had light "snow" showers in the form of ash fluttering down upon us. The skies have darkened with the smoke and the sun has taken on an apocalyptic hue.
The air is bad - very very bad - but we are otherwise all fine and hoping for the fires to soon be under control.
In our area, we are far from the fires, but not from their effects. To add to the strangeness of the already too early Christmas decorations and music (didn't they used to wait until the day after Thanksgiving for those??!) we've had light "snow" showers in the form of ash fluttering down upon us. The skies have darkened with the smoke and the sun has taken on an apocalyptic hue.
The air is bad - very very bad - but we are otherwise all fine and hoping for the fires to soon be under control.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Flag Day
Island Boy loves flags. Along one of our regular driving routes we get to see a very large American flag. Each time we approach it, Island Boy excitedly says, "Flag! Flag!", as soon as it comes into view. As soon as we've passed it and it is no longer within view, he says, "More, please!". I always tell him we'll see it again soon.
Today an American Flag was flown over the US Capitol in honor of Island Boy. We have now been home for over a year. We couldn't think of a more appropriate gift to commemorate this very special occasion.
It's been a pretty incredible year. Island Boy has grown and changed so much. He's a truly amazing and very happy person and that makes all of us very happy.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
"Wow."
This was the single word uttered by Island Boy as he watched the crowd in Grant Park cheering and waving American flags in anticipation of the results of this historic election. Island Boy normally doesn't get to watch television and he was clearly moved by the scene.
Regardless of your political views, it is difficult to deny the hope and desire for change that drove this election. In the end, the race wasn't about race and that is as it should be.
Wow, indeed.
Regardless of your political views, it is difficult to deny the hope and desire for change that drove this election. In the end, the race wasn't about race and that is as it should be.
Wow, indeed.
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