Friday, March 30, 2007
happy birthday, dear linds..
I have the perfect photo (just not here)
Lindsey's in Turkey - maybe 3? - face down, sound asleep in a slice of chocolate birthday cake.
(It was a family classic.)
She didn't take herself too seriously
She enjoyed to the hilt.
She liked cake.
And she was a porker when she was little.
There's been a feeling of loss all the holidays since last April: loss for us as much as for her, that Linds is missing - the essential element gone.
But this holiday, personal one of course - is harder. This time it's Linds' loss. We don't get to bake a cake for her (though Chad has), or watch her open presents, but the fundamental thing is that Linds is not here to celebrate her own 34th birthday.
Now we have a number and wherever she's counting from, she doesn't get to count this one on earth.
While all of us just keep ticking off our own.
We're celebrating here for you Linds; happy birthday to you up there.
Love CTP
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Watch me (Lift-Off) Sequence
Janelle reports:
Hudson is not only walking (clear),
and assuming the countenance of a true little boy,
but he's also keen for the world to observe his progress.
In sequence then:
contemplating (somewhat grimly),
stretching (in anticipation),
lifting from downward dog (good walks begin with this),
accepting a little help (an involving-the-crowd move),
checking back.
It's not a walk (Hudson realizes) if no one sees it.
BIG thank you to Janelle for helping all of us witness Hudson's every move.
C - watching, from afar.
Men bonding
To father and son.
The link between these two,
the unstudied cuteness of the latter,
attentive and loving handsomeness of the former,
aren't particularly hard to see.
There was an unplanned Hudson Photo shoot last weekend,
in the midst of his own 1st birthday planning -
these are just the tip of that collection -
so you can imagine...
Love
C
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
A car
It's so simple being green
Monday, March 5, 2007
Just a (tiny) head wound
Because he's not going to get through his 1st year without one,
Because his little body remains soft while the world is too hard by half,
And because Hudson-in-a-bandage and woozy is so damn CUTE the urge to scoop and kiss overwhelms…
I must report that Hudson got a small head-wound - just above the eyebrow - this weekend: a collision of a head and a metal top.
I am happy to report the boy is FINE, in full working order and, without a doubt, probably due for a lot more cuts and scrapes before clearing his 20's.
Love to all,
a well-padded existence to Hudson till he heals.
C
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