Sunday, November 10, 2019

dipping a toe in. slowly.

I was only "away" away for four days, but the away from here feels like a chasm that I don't have the strength to bridge right now. I will back into where I was, why and how great it was in a few posts.

I stayed with Charlie last night so his Mom & Dad could go out for dinner and whatever. A late anniversary celebration. About 830 he started twisting his forelock with both hands - a clear signal since babyhood that he is tired. He said I was wrong about that so I said, "let's test my theory." Once bundled under covers I found the music playlist on my phone that I started compiling around the time he was born. First up, randomly, was Johnny Mathis singing "Chances Are" followed closely by "Ride Across the River" by Dire Straits (released the year Jake was born!) 

He was asleep before the second song ended.

In an effort to collect my thoughts and decide what I will and won't accomplish in the next 12 hours, I'm doing little stitching first thing in the morning, but gift things that I don't want to reveal here for a while.


grace Forrest~Maestas said...

The first pic.. he looks like a FairyTale boy.

Deb Lacativa said...

I feel that way about pictures of Emrie. A little wild wizard.

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

I love the thought of the fairy tale boy meeting up with the wild wizard. Maybe. Right?
What a story that would be.
The grammas conjuring.

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

He would be a strong lover. She would be demanding...Go this way, she would say