And you lift me up, in a wave of love...
Happy Valentine's day!!! I'm sending lots of love and delight to each of you beautiful spirits.
Yesterday's quote seems to have stumped a lot of you! Either that or you just didn't check the blog ;) 2 entries! I think that's the fewest yet. And Rach, I chose that one special for you. I remember all of us sitting on the front porch of the Fillmore house when we were like 6ish and you telling us that it was your favorite song.
Hat Attack update: I am still alive, but apparently my death hat is on it's way to me. Didn't come in today's mail, however!
Kids and I had fun at the Valentine's party yesterday, and I managed to slip and fall on the ice carrying Liel and walking back to the car, which solidified my concern from yesterday re: seriously injuring myself or the kids on the way to school. I mean, it was flat where I fell last night! My only brag is that I managed to keep Liel dry and out of the all danger when I fell.
My grandmother sent the kids really cute toys from the World Wildlife Fund. Liel got a tree frog that she's named Yarn (a girl after my own heart, lol), and Zion got an emperor tamarin that he calls Muffins. This morning Zion had Muffins climbing up the headboard of our bed (we have a cast iron bed frame. Fun to move, lemme tell ya!), and then perching at the top, balanced between the wall and the top of the frame. Liel thought Yarn might like to climb up the "tree" as well, so off he went. But Yarn was having a difficult time balancing at the top. Luckily older brother knew why! "No, Liel", he said authoritatively, "Yarn cannot sit like that because he does not have a nice fat bottom like Muffins!"
And just like that the love of chubby is passed on to a new generation.