…tonight when the kids were supposed to be eating dinner.
Off the wall…all of them, I tell ya.
Oh it’s this crazy time of year and it has to be affecting them as well!
Is it happening in your home too?
Early this morning I awoke to fire trucks which sounded too close for comfort. As I mentally tried to will my body out of my bed to check out my street I heard vigorously knocking on my door and the doorbell ringing. So frightening. I alerted my husband. He, not being awake and clear, told me to call 911 of which I responded, it is 911!
In reality, it was our neighbors across the street of our little cul-de-sac. Moments before they were urgently instructed by firefighters to evacuate their home as right next to them the house was engulfed in flames.
In the early, early hours of this morning we all watched our friend’s home in a losing battle to a vicious fire. It is very windy here and every little blazing ember that found its way over to my property was stared down. The damage was contained to just the one home. And just like that, our friends have no more home.
Today, I was planning on stressing a little over my hosting responsibilities for Thanksgiving. Instead, I plan on keeping my friends in the forefront of all my thoughts. I’m going to think of them and send warm thoughts when I find myself stressing over something trivial. I’m going to focus on all of the phone calls and texts and emails we have received this morning inquiring about our safety.
(Apologies for the poor writing. I’m so tired and so distressed.)
My soon to be 8-year-old wrote another poem last week. She awakened before 7 o’clock on a cold and dreary morning and went to our den and sat by the window. There, she was inspired to write….
Today is cool. Today is cruel. Today is very chilly. Today the wind is blowing softly. Today the leaves are in a pile. Today the leaves are red, orange, yellow, and brown. Today the grass is green and clean. Today is very quiet ‘wear’ I live. Today the clouds are white and stretch across the sky. Today the scarecrows and ‘hey stacks’ are up for Thanksgiving. Today is Fall. Today is Saturday. Swishhhh went the wind…
I don’t know where she comes from! Do any of you have poets in your home?
It was so adorable in so many ways but by far, the best part for me was reading this line:
That one line brings me so much joy; I love that she loves herself. Now my wish is that her self-esteem remains where it is for the next 10 years at least.
Here I was lamenting about all the “festivities” involved with Halloween, and then Halloween came.
I arrived at the little one’s little school awaiting the beginning of her Halloween parade. I stood there feeling old, watching the younger moms with their strollers and infants and toddlers, in awe that it wasn’t too long ago I stood in the same spot as my twins paraded. Then it hit me. After all the years of these parades, this was it, my last Halloween parade.
It’s not about the parade of course it’s about my babies growing up….faster every day. :( I seem to be acutely aware of it at these events. Do you, as a parent, find yourself reflecting a lot about time passing by?
But on the bright side I just have to share this photo of the candy sorting on Halloween night…it always makes me smile
So funny I was just looking back to a couple of years ago when I posted this about going pumpkin picking with the kids and how miserable it was!
Once again last long weekend we made the long drive out to the south fork of Long Island and it was also another freezing day. We were with the same family from a few years ago and another and the kids were excited to be racing around in a different environment with their friends. When we all get together there’s always a lot of laughs and I’m always in heaven because my friends both of have babies and I have to live vicariously through them and soak up all that babyness!
It was chilly but the kids are older now so it wasn’t as stressful tracking them. Before we let them loose we sat everyone down and did a big kid pose and then some separate family poses. And then they were off to roam. This year I also chalked up 3 bucks for each of us for the hayride. Sad to say the kids weren’t even that thrilled which is a sure sign that they are getting older!
The best part was after we got our overpriced pumpkins and headed just across the street to a winery!!! Though it was very windy and I was still chilly (I am so a warm weather person, don’t forget!) I had so much fun sipping on some wine to taste with my friends. When we decided on some bottles we went outside and drank while the kids ran through the rows of the vineyard. It was so nice.
These are the days I hope the kids will remember…I sure will.
Did you do anything fun over Columbus Day weekend?
My 3rd grader has started playing the violin and it’s a complete trip. WHY? Because I used to play the violin! She knows I played but I truly had no influence over her decision because honestly I really don’t care what my kids choose to play.
Her playing is horrendous, but I suppose that’s to be expected in the first few weeks. But my answer to the question, always, is “yes I loooove to hear you play!”
The other day I found myself near a restaurant I used to frequent with my husband.
When the twins were babies I had a sitter who would come 2 afternoons a week for a few hours each day. Sometimes my husband would get home and we would have an hour left with the sitter so we would race out to this local Korean restaurant to enjoy some of our favorite Korean delicacies.
So here I was on Tuesday near this restaurant when I found myself salivating right around lunchtime. My growling stomach pulled me through the door where I was greeted by the lovely owner….a delightful middle-aged Korean woman, who, though I hadn’t been there in many years, clearly remembered me and right away began an inquiry and wanted to know how my kids and husband were doing. She had always been so taken with the photos of the kids I had shown over the years and today was no different.
She told me her son and daughter were now 23 and 25 and hustled along to prepare some food.
It was obvious to me that though so much was familiar with this scene something was also glaringly different…her equally sweet and smiley husband, usually positioned behind the sushi window, was nowhere to be found. Intuitively I was instantly troubled by it.
When the owner appeared again I tentatively asked how her husband was doing.
She shook her head.
I learned he had died in July of last year from cancer. I told her how sorry I am…that I always loved his warm greetings and smiles. I recalled how he sometimes would whip something up for us to try “on the house” to get our approval.
By this time my sizzling pot of dol sot bi bim bop arrived, but I was no longer hungry and excited for it. As I mixed the egg, rice and veggies around in the clay pot, I watched the wife circling about with her tasks in the restaurant, some of them, having once belonged to her husband. When our eyes met I told her again how deeply sorry I am to which she replied, “Just enjoy your family.”
To honor my Korean friends, I plan to be more diligent at doing just that.
I’ve been trying to squeeze in lots of pool and beach trips in the last week of summer. They’ve been great.
But I always feel an overwhelming sense of melancholy as they days get darker early…confirmation that summer is over.
The kids have driven me a bit batty this summer but truth be told I have loved spending the time with them and I will miss them terribly on Tuesday morning. Good thing I will have my Starbucks girls to keep me company.
Meanwhile, while many are out partying tonight, this is what we were doing…
Enjoy the last day of the last summer weekend