It's time to lose your mind and let the crazy out.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Blog Birthday

7 years and I still have something to say.  I hope to blog more this year than last, but that's not saying much.  Hoping to chronicle Dominic's life, because it's so fun to go back and look at the girls' pictures when they were so tiny.

I'm a sucker for a photo booth.  These were taken at Abbey and Doug's wedding this past weekend.  What fun!

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Friday, January 06, 2012

Christmas 2011

Cecilia and her Zhu Zhu Pets
Charlotte and her bubble wrap =)
gobs of cousins
Grandma reading a book
Our 3 little people

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Thursday, January 05, 2012

Why Didn't I Think of That?

We're all a buzz over here, getting ready for Abbey's wedding, the wedding of the century. I have pictures to post from Christmas and Cecilia's birthday, but those will come later. Right now we have to prepare and celebrate.

Christy called this morning, missing mom. Mom would have loved to be there this weekend. She loved big elaborate fancy parties. She would have been in her element. Christy and I were talking about how it rained on my wedding day, and she said that one of mom's best friends, MaryLee, whispered to Christy when we walked out the church door that the rain was mom's tears of joy. I had never thought of that, but it's like that sad country song, Holes in the Floor of Heaven.

Well my little girl is 23
I walk her down the aisle
it's a shame her mom can't be here now
to see her lovely smile

They throw the rice
I catch her eye
as the rain starts comin' down
she takes my hand says daddy don't be sad 'cause
I know momma's watchin' now

And there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and her tears are pourin down
that's how you know she's watchin'
wishin' she could be here now
and sometimes when I'm lonely
I remember she can see
there's holes in the floor of Heaven
and she's watchin' over you and me

There are still some days like today, 11 years later, that I still miss her so dearly. I know we'll have fun this weekend. I know mom will be in our hearts. And maybe next time it rains I can stop scurrying around and grimacing and take a minute to feel mom's embrace.

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