Tuesday, March 17, 2009
This is our dear, dear friend Patrice. The Littles have been taught to ask adults what they would like the children to call them, ie Mrs. Byrd or Margaret. Patrice said that they could call her Miss Patrice. However, they were too little at the time to say those words together. They call her Matisse. Which is perfect, because she's an art teacher. And our favorite adopted aunt!
Matisse and Noni are best of friends. I think they might be cut from the same cloth. They can laugh about life so easily. Laughter and painting. What more could a girl ask for?
I love them both very much! One if family that I chose and the other is family that was born from love!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Poor Daddyman woke up this morning and said, "I think I might be getting sick again." I burst into tears and shouted, "That is simply not an option so get over it RIGHT NOW!"
I think that he feels better.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I love this illustration. It totally "illustrates" how I am feeling right now! See the bindings that are wrapped tightly around her poor, little body? See the buldging brain and eyes that are straining to focus? That's me! Pokey pony tails and all.
o·ver·whelm (vr-hwlm, -wlm)
tr.v. o·ver·whelmed, o·ver·whelm·ing, o·ver·whelms
b. To affect deeply in mind or emotion: My life overwhelmed me - and not in a good "Oh, you shouldn't have brought me so many delicious and beautiful presents" way. No, in a crappy "I can't see what's ahead of me because I have put too many obstacles in the way - I should really learn how to say NO" sort of way. When will I learn? Doesn't really matter. Someone, throw me a floaty ring, quick!
I wish that I could claim the fabulous illustration as mine, but I can not. It came from The Sum Of David The author/illustrator is wonderful. Check it out!