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G, this post is just beautiful!

Those two little Birds sure are lucky! And so are you.

But of course, you already knew that.

Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.


Thank you for writing another wonderful post. Have a happy day!


wow, this entry just makes me cry (in a happy way!). I know exactly what you mean. I was writing someone the other day - a mom of a 10 mo. old just coming to terms with news that her son has some motor disorder (possibly CP, or?). Part of what I wrote was about how Toby - my sunny happy (albeit motor challenged) little boy, knocks my socks off daily - in the same way that my kinetic creative (and perfectly typical) daughter does. It's the piece of parenting you really can't adequately explain to folks who don't have kids yet - the ongoing "wow" and "wonder" factor - at the kids' utter perfection.

No matter their variety of challenges in the world...!

So - skating - nudge nudge. :D - Sara


When given "the diagnosis", the first thing I mourned were the hopes and dreams for my beloved Owen Montgomery. It brings me such happiness to read about your kids success and happiness. The O-man is home sick today. He's watching a little Dora inbetween jumping on the trampoline and playing trains with me...and he is happy. Life will surely get more "complicated" than it is today but he CAN be happy. Thanks so much for sharing Greta. And looking forward to seeing the shawl too.


I love that SKIP. So, so happy.


Skipping birds reminds me of Wordsworth:

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.


It is early and your post spread happiness. Thank you. You've given my work day a focus full of good and light.

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