Posts Tagged: papa
Reunited
I’m sure he missed us all, but I’m positively sure he missed his little buddy the most.
Tonight Davey woke up a little after going to bed and was quite confused. He was crying about the train, the airplane, going to “Mama’s house”, and how he didn’t want to go on or to any of those. Only two seconds later to shriek that he wanted to go on or to any of those. Poor kid. Traveling is tough for adults, let alone a precocious three year old.
He did well, but there will be no more traveling, in his future, for a long while.
It’s time… It’ time to buckle down into the second semester of school for Ze Bigs. It’s time to get back to routines. It’s time to readjust and breathe easier. It’s time to develop a menu and exercise plan. It’s time to be positive and it’s time to leave the negative behind. It’s time to kiss goodnight and wake up refreshed and ready to face the day.
Time is like the wind, it lifts the light and leaves the heavy.—Doménico Cieri Estrada
Numbers
They are just numbers
Marking life, One through Forty
Fifteen spent with me
Oh, but there are those
We say, that will always be
Love you—One-Four-Three
Happy Birthday, Baby!
It’s For Your Own Good
David’s new thing is climbing on the outside of the banister. The other day he got scolded for it, by his Papa, and proceeded to stand in the position seen on the top right for a solid five minutes. If I scold him he laughs; I see how this is going to go.
