Today’s Haiku

Outside I sit, done

Wishing for calm waters

the beast will soon sleep

This year’s picks

Every year, since the start of kindergarten, we have bought the kids a book to commemorate that year and to add to their own personal library.  This year’s picks are as follows:

For CT we bought The Invention of Hugo Cabret.   With CT’s love of the graphic novel, art work and spell binding stories we found this to be the perfect match for third grade.

PJ is receiving a book that neither Adam or I have read.

Which, by the way, is a very controversial way of doing things.  I prefer taking several hours to meander through The Wild Rumpus with a coffee, read many, many books, then ask the bookish ladies behind the counter if they happen to have any ideas.  Then I get to read some more, get an additional coffee and then make a decision.

But this year, out of the pages of Wired magazine came The Pet Dragon.   A book not yet out, but seeming to be a good, if not a perfect fit, for our little first grade Chinese Immersion girl.

So here we go, the train is coming fast, hop on with a good book!

Fleeting Summer

Like sand slipping through your fingers…it’s almost gone.

The giant and the teeny tiny flower

Does a flower that small smell?

Tangled web

I have been staying up waaaay too late watching the Olympics.  I mean, who the hell doesn’t love the Olympics?

And this morning when I woke up, with the TV still on and the the remote control tangled in my hair, I realized it has become a bit of an addiction.

Sophie dog

This week PJ is at Chinese camp.  One of her teachers has bought a new, very tiny, very cute and very cuddly little puppy.  She brings it to school.  She carries it with her in a small satchel like a little baby.  The kids get to hang out with it at recess.

PJ is dog crazy.  She has wanted a dog for an entire year and hasn’t changed her tune.  I told her when she was 10 we could buy one.  That’s when I would be ready (hopefully).

So when PJ came home from camp on Tuesday and saw that adorable dog, she WANTED A DOG all over again 10 fold.  So, she decided she was going to ask the teacher if she could buy the dog for $100.00.  She was even going to buy the dog with Chinese money she had gotten from her Papa (it was no where near $100.00).

We discussed the fact that her teacher was not going to sell her the dog, no matter how much money she had.  She didn’t care, she wanted to try anyway.  So I let her, why not…what hutzpa!

When I came back to pick her up at the end of the day she was crying.  I couldn’t figure out why, short attention span had forgotten she was going to ask to buy off the dog.  Then the teacher came over with a cute little smile and giggle and told me that PJ asked her if she could buy the dog from her.  And now, because she didn’t get that cute little cuddly bundle of doggy love, she was sooooo sad.

So she wrote me this note.

Most often not quite right

See that kid in the photo below?

He has found Olympic fever just like the rest of us in the house.  However, he refers to it as the Olynk-dinks.

Delicious!

We went to Unkie Tommy’s cabin this Saturday for a little fun in the sun…and God bless Auntie Shannon for having strawberry marshmallows and chocolate coated cookies for the ultimate in s’more making.  Mmmmm sooo gooood!

Sometimes I wonder about him…

Last night while I was helping KP out of the tub the following conversation took place.

KP:  I wish I was a tub.

Me:  Waaa…why?

KP:  Because then I could eat breakfast at night and I wouldn’t have a mom.

Birthday gifts

When I was little my dad and I would have special days together, just us two.  We always called them our “Father Daughter Days”.  We would just hang out, eat at cool places, sing ridiculous songs, walk around the lakes and rummage through book stores together.

Now that I’m a little older and have three kids of my own, my time is not so available.  So I give “Father Daughter Days” as gifts.  I know, it shouldn’t be a gift, but life is what it is and right now it is crazy.

This past weekend he used the gift certificate I gave him for his birthday, A day of Kayaking and lunch out with Moi

It was one of those moments in time that you didn’t want to let go of.  You didn’t want it to end.  It was beautiful and peaceful and unadulterated time with my dad.

It’s not just the cancer that makes one think these moments need to be special, but it sure makes you appreciate the here and now.  Because all I know, is that I have him here right now.

And what a wonderful day this right now was.