Tell Me A Story Too: January 2009

Friday, January 30, 2009

I Spy With My Little Eye....

"Someting................................... handsome!"

"It's you Daddy!"

For the record Paige....I agree. ; )

Monday, January 26, 2009

Rolf Jacobsen

I am the bird that flutters against your window in the morning,
and your closest friend, whom you can never know,
blossoms that light up for the blind.
I am the glacier shining over the woods, so pale,
and heavy voices from the cathedral tower.
The thought that suddenly hits you in the middle of the day
and makes you feel so fantastically happy.
I am the one you have loved for many years.
I walk beside you all day and look intently at you
and put my mouth against your heart
though you’re not aware of it.
I am your third arm, and your second
shadow, the white one,
whom you cannot accept,
and who can never forget you.

Friday, January 9, 2009

The End Times.

I'm very tired. Paige decided to get up last night at 11:30 and stay up until I finally practically forced her to sleep in my arms at 5 a.m.. She had a bad dream. Well many, I'd say. I had to go in her room numerous times before the final awakening. The crying and whimpering is as sad sound as any. So feeling sorry for the continuous nightmares, grinding teeth (I never knew she did that!) and miscellaneous sad noises, we watched the Critics Choice Awards (ha ha Angelina) and finally I gave in to Hanna Montana and the Disney folk. (She loves it, but I say she's still too young)

Point being, this morning at breakfast, yes, breakfast was still served on time. (How do they do it! I'm so sleepy!) She finally decided to tell me what was so horrendous last night in her sleeping mind.

" I had a bad dream last night. The whole city broke, our house broke, the sun broke, and my beautiful backyard broke and that's it."

Good job mommy. That's what I get for watching Armageddon week on the History Channel. In my defense, I didn't know she was paying attention!

Goodness....