Monday, March 30, 2009

A flash of today

Making a promise to write more often?
Why didn't someone tell me that
this is almost impossible?

Sorry.

Bug, You're growing so very fast.
You'll be two in less than a month
and the potty training is going fairly well.
Today, you
"pooped in the potty, just like Daddy" - your
words, not mine.
Is that the ultimate compliment?
I'll ask you when you're older.
Twelve years from now, we could be begging
for a compliment of that caliber.

You're speaking in lengthy sentances these days.
You're also improving your negotiating skills.
You never fought bedtime before.
Now, it's ...read a book Mom?
...Wheels on the Bus Mom?
...Bitsy Spider Mom?
...look at pictures Mom?
...snuggle Mom?
...sleep on Mommy's pillow?

As always,
I'll miss you while you're sleeping Bug, we'll sing songs again tomorrow.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Spring Snowstorm 2009

Eyelids, fingers, toes
motionless in naked pose.
Fighting off the urge to shiver,
Crying out at old man winter.

Snowflakes gently fall.
Melting, cleansing, cooling my
skin. Waiting impatiently
for Spring to begin.

Put some clothes on,
Dare I say!
It won't get warmer
by undressing this way!