I didn't think I'd do the barrett thing...but it's too sweet to pass up. Good to have options. That's the line I'm going to use to get her to like her curly hair. That and be thankful you live in the dry climate of Colorado...you'd really hate your mother if you had those curls in the humidity:)
Grandpa Anapol was so nice to get Haven this doll on her visit to Boston. Unfortunetly, Shyla loved the doll so much she took her outside and buried her in the backyard. When Shyla brought the doll inside for bed, we took the doll away from her and put her on top of the fridge, out of site. Oh, Shyla wanted to be that dolls mother so bad she cried and cried. It must be her nurturing side stimulated by Bug's (Snug Bug's...) arrival.
Florida. It's beautiful. Flat. But beautiful. The pelicans make you feel you are amoungst dinasours. The Bougainvillia flowering vines and bushes around where my parents live captivate with a welcome of pink flowers. I say I love Colorado for the mountains. But, the lushness of the tropical environment certainly holds a candle to the mountains, surfaces breathing water right in front of you. But being away from the mountains leaves me wanting. I'll give up the wet for the elevations gain. The ocean for the rocks. The Bouganvillia for the Aspens. I get to have my cake and eat it too. Visiting the east, because of nature, or more importantly because of relationships...we live well.
I have so much more to share, it's been a busy couple weeks. I haven't even touched on meeting a new miricale. The second born. We are the chosen ones...just keep it to yourself.
Zach Attack, not Jack or Mac, wondering if he should pack, stick around, sit on your sac. use your voice, you'll get the nac.
I've always loved the word twilight...conjures images of soft, filtered lighting with the last remains of sunlight. Beyond that image lives a girl who loves her husband and new baby girl.
