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new beginnings

We had made a very big deal of Joey starting preschool for the very first time. We baked him a cake, we sang "Happy Preschool to youuuuu", and we talked it up for months.

This is what was going on in the above photo...we were just about to get into the car to drop off my big boy, my 4yr old kiddo for his first day of school.

Me: "Who's ready for the 1st day of pre-school?"

Joey: me! me! me! I am!

Lily: me! me! me! Mama, I want to go with Joey to happy pre-school!"

When we dropped him off at school that very first day, Lily turned to the empty car seat next to her, then started crying, and saying "I miss my friend!" Ugh, the sweet little tears were flowing.

And now, it's been 3 weeks into the school year...and what does Lily yell everyday when Joey gets home from preschool? "Happy preschool, Joey! Happy preschool!!"

The sweetest thing.

Now that Joey goes to preschool, it's very quiet around here. Lily and I get to spend plenty of Mommy and Me time together. It's so different around here when Joey is at school for 4 days per week. So. very. different. We miss him of course, but Lily and I are also enjoying our new time together. Her personality is shining these days, she's more outspoken, and she gets to sing whenever she wants to, dance whenever she feels like it, play with whatever toy she wants to, and talk to Mama whenever she feels like it. Her new found freedom is doing wonders for her.

And oh my goodness is she bossy. She tells me where we're going, and when, and why, and how she wants to go, and what she wants to eat, and how much, and it is the funniest thing. I love it.

Here's my baby girl and I at the park:

Good times.

Happy Fall!

oxox

goodbye, Summer Skye

 

"The measure of a life, after all, is not its duration, but its donation."

~ Corrie ten Boom

a slice of my future simply vanished overnight...

"Just Those First Few Weeks" - a poem By Susan Erling

For those few weeks -
I had you to myself
And that seems too short a time
To be changed so profoundly

In those few weeks -
I came to know you...
and to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh, what a life I had planned for you!

Just those few weeks -
When I lost you I lost a lifetime of hopes,
plans, dreams and aspirations...
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.

Just those few weeks -
It wasn't enough time to convince others
how important and special you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
And no-one is mourning the passing.

Just a few more weeks -
And no 'normal' person would cry all night
over a tiny unfinished baby,
or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No-one would, so why am I?

You were just those first few weeks my little one
you darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
to make my life so much richer
and give me a small glimpse of eternity.

 

In loving memory of our angel whom we lost at 11 weeks and 4 days via miscarriage.

Summer Skye 06.18.10 - 09.07.10