If a caterpillar waited this long to eat......

He would be more than hungry,

He probably would have starved. 

 

So when Hilary had Camden I promised that I would make him a blanket.

And I mostly kept my promise,

11 months late,

And with a LOT of help from Emily.

But the quilt turned out great.

 

Based on the very hungry caterpillar book,

Complete with finger puppets,

And a supper fuzzy backing.

 

I love this sweet little quilt.

Tradition

Every year, my mother's family treks up to Muller Park and makes breakfast in the canyon.
We go all out and before anyone can leave my Aunt Sherry makes us all pose for a family photo.
Which usually drives us all nuts, but I think were getting used to it.

Today I did all the things
I was supposed to.
Kept my commitments

And was not a scatterbrained
apologizing
mess.

It felt so good.

Dear Mom,

I miss you.

I miss the softness of your cheeks.

And watching you read.

And telling you about my day.

And having you as my best friend.

I wish I could ask you a lot of things.

Like if you ever felt this inadequate

because to me

you were always

Amazing!

How did you manage that?

I wonder what you would think of me as an adult,

of the person I’ve become,

while you were gone.

If you still think that I will turn out ok,

and what insights

you would offer into

how I can become a better person.

Because you always did that very well.

In the kind of way

that made me think

for myself.

So maybe you would

not be too disappointed

in the person I’ve become.

Even if she is a little too independent.

I wonder how our relationship

would have grown,

now that we are both

women.

What kinds of things we would do together

Just because

we enjoyed

each others company.

I wish I had learned

a little more

of your kindness.

I wish missing you

didn’t hurt so much.

And yet

In a way

I’m glad it does,

because things that are easy

usually aren’t worth very much.  

If your hungry and in Salt Lake.....

and good or tasty just won't do.

If you are looking for

mind blowing,

amazing,

or

how did we ever enjoy anything before this?

May I recommend

Les Madellines

just south of the downtown library.

Nothing there is not amazing.

It is a religious experince.

Oh, and get the Kouing-aman

It will change your life

I promise.

Mornings In My World; a two minute play

Scene: Early morning in an average American kitchen the day after Easter.  Amy and Todd are getting ready to leave for work and school respectively, gathering books and bags, putting on shoes.  Maddie a bright and happy four year old is sitting on the floor moving hard boiled eggs out of their container and happily placing them around the room.

Uncle Todd: To (Maddie) What are you doing?

Maddie: Hiding eggs, Ashlynn are I are playing Easter hunt.

Uncle Todd:  Did you count the eggs before you hid them.

Maddie: No

Aunt Amy: Hey Maddie, what is the difference between something that is hidden and something that is lost?

Maddie: You can find something that is hidden. Things that are lost stay missing.

Todd and Amy exit to the driveway

Aunt Amy: Why do I get the feeling that in three days we will all be looking for stinky eggs?

Uncle Todd: I know exactly what you mean.

May I Proundly Recommend.....

Ok, so I watch a lot of T.V.
or I used to before I started Grad School
(which is eating my life!)
And we have an amazing cable package,
so please take me seriously
as I recommend
Parenthood

 

I like it because it makes me laugh.
Because it makes me cry.
And because I makes me want to be a better member of my own family.