In the craziness of Chloe’s first month earthside I forgot to charge my camera batteries in preparation for Willow’s circus/elephant themed birthday party! So, I didn’t get to take all the photos I wanted which was a little disappointing, but luckily I had enough juice to capture some of it. My camera died just as Willow was biting into her cupcake, which she had literally been anticipating for months. Pink frosting with a cherry on top. She later requested there be sprinkles as well.
Knowing where to begin when you set out to write something like this is just impossible. So I'll start with my inspiration. My dad has a tradition of writing letters to my siblings and my mom. Not a lot of letters. But really important "I see you and appreciate you" kind of letters. I've always thought he deserved a letter like that of his own, and if I'd thought of it sooner, I would have written him one on the day he retired this past week. But I thought of it now and now is better than never, and while there is something nice about the privacy and sanctity of a letter, I'm opting for the blog this time because my dad is too humble and people should know him the way I get to.
Oh man. Hello, blog. What a love/hate relationship we have.
Everyone knows that my blogging has taken a backseat to parenting in the past couple years. This is nothing new. So over the summer when I thought “hm, do I want to blog today?” I just listened to my instincts that said no. Even when I had nothing else going on and it wasn’t a time issue. It was more of a mental energy issue.