Monthly Archives: March 2011
All I have to say is that today, I feel happy, again.
pearl jam on the radio, sugar cookies and icing, heat on-windows down, cursive handwriting, an office with a window, audrey saying moo, down blankets, a swing on the porch, wallet size photos, spring cleaning, clippers, nieces, a family sandwich, buffets of southern cooking, family, audrey in the baby doll stroller, celebrating birthdays, thank you notes, children’s writing, a foam board playhouse, chubby legs sticking out of a onesie, cleaned up messes, a sport worth watching on tv, bags, taking one along other than the diaper bag, snuggling as a get warm necessity, a week of vacation at home
taking audrey to renofest in her wagon, running in to cousins on the way, horn honks and big waves, barbeque eaten sitting on the grass, violins, kids playing, bare feet, former students, a town with a community feel, bluegrass music, meeting neighbors, staying out an hour past bedtime, such a tired baby when we got home that i got to hold her baby style, heavy eyes, the eh eh eh eh sound she makes, perfect 60 degree weather, cardigans, walking and not driving, sticks for a project collected, time together…the perfect kind
Why won’t the dumb internet work? “Trust the mom you are, you are the mom your child was meant to have.” -Cole…from Pacing the Panic Room, 2yards-to basket, Nani Iro Oilcloth, Bumble & Bumble curl creme, the best things in life are children, I heart Audrey, To Do: move up dvds, oilcloth boxes and tablecloth, feathers, pic wall of empty frames, get over hurt and love right now—-hard stuff, art education on commission, birdie bird, I GOT A JOB!, Get: foam board & duck tape, 2 pieces of metal for easel and box cutter, “One must care about a world one will not see.” -Bertrand Russell
So before Audrey was even born, before we knew she was a she, I have been brainstorming a one year party for our March baby. And I knew that if Baby Perry was a girl, then a daffodil party it would be. I too am a March girl, and over the years the connection between March and daffodils became a special one for me. From stories that dear friends filled Mom’s room with them when she was in the hospital, to Great Aunts that were sure to bring some from their yards each year, to a comment I’ll always remember from my Meme in one of her last birthday phone calls to me..I want to pass along this tradition to my spring girl. So tomorrow, we will celebrate our little daffodil, and be reminded that when the flowers bloom it is time for Audrey. Happy One to our sweet bloom!