Thursday, October 30, 2008

Creepy? Cool?

“"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly; "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.”~Mary Howitt

Kinsey felt very much like the fly today. After exploding through the doorway this afternoon, she nervously pulled me outside to photograph this awe-inspiring arachnid. I thought it was totally cool... while she clearly expressed her feelings about it's creepiness. Does that make me the Spider?

an invitation

this invitation was attached to alissa's report card yesterday...and to say i'm proud is an understatement...i'm glowing...and her accomplishments never cease to amaze me.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Little Boys Just Grow Bigger...not older

As we sat side by side on the wicker porch seat and looked out at the magnificent sights of a perfect Michigan autumn all around us, I noticed the softly humming wind chimes dancing in the breeze, snapped a few quick shots of my honey, contemplated my good fortune...and simply savored the moment. He, however, vigorously kicked at the dying leaves on the porch, threw several sticks towards the huge rock several feet away and glanced up to notice...and announce, "Wow, that's one great climbing tree!" little boy.


i'm not ashamed to admit that there are times in which my daughters and i battle, ignore, irritate or simply annoy each other. three women under one roof. c''s gonna happen. and honestly...working through those moments, maddening as they may be at the time, actually brings us closer together. our dynamic with one another seems to be built on shared mistakes, learning and growing with each misstep. they know i'm not perfect and in turn, i would never expect perfection from them.

somehow with daddy it's different. at one point in time, i am slightly ashamed to admit, i actually felt envious of the special bond shared between my daughters and their daddy...the obvious adoration and desire to gain his attention and approval, hoping to appear perfect in his eyes. i'm eternally grateful that i have found a man who so carefully caresses his daughter's emotions, strengthening their self-esteem and ensuring their success in the world as women capable of standing on their own one day. reminding them that they are perfect just because they are his girls.

and what's more perfect than that?

Monday, October 20, 2008

autumn in michigan

"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all." Stanley Horowitz