my lovely daughters, meira and eowyn (shown here wearing her own creative makeup), and i were out at the grocery store the other day. we were listening to some music and i was-and let me make this perfectly clear-intentionally singing badly. i asked eowyn if i was singing well. "no", she said, "but i still love ya"!. what a goofball. later that day the large, smelly, wet beast of a dog came inside. i told eowyn not to let him touch her as he bulldozed by, as she had just put on her pajamas. "ewww, he's filthy wet", opined ewoyn, "but he's still cute". jeez, where does she come up with this stuff?
meira (shown here in typical meira pose after a long ride in the car), bless her, is learning so much from eowyn...like painting on herself. and i now sometimes have to explain myself to a 19 month old. i don't know if this is from eowyn or her own little intelligent brain, but here lately she asks "why?". i say, "meira, let's change your diaper". "why?", she asks. "because you need to". "noooooo!", she wails and runs off. "mint?", she asks. "no mints right now sweetie", i say. "why?". why indeed.
such is life around here right now. bittersweet. one light dimming, two lights burning bright.
4 comments:
that seemed to be the same thought traveling with me for most of the year... bittersweet... life at its most painful, poignant, and sometimes beautiful, yet always breathtaking methodology
Life is a constant exchange of dark for light.
I found out Silas was a boy on the day we buried my dad.
Call it Cosmic Balance maybe...but it's weird how it works out.
Just try to stay on the light side.
Your daughters are beautiful.
Hi, just popped by today from ATT. I particularly liked your metaphor - one light dimming, two lights shining bright.
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