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October 08, 2008



Oh my god, wow. Prayers being sent for Anni, and birthday wishes for Frankie.


Happy birthday, Frankie!!

I worry about BubTar a bit, too, even though the situations are totally different. But when I told him KayTar is having surgery soon and I would be in the hospital with her for a week or so, he said, "So, that means I finally get some free time without her here?" Sibling love at its finest! LOL.

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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