So far this year

Sunday morning space videos.

So, this happened. And it turns out its a good thing @schaapy works in #GR. I wouldn't want to be the next kid who tries this.

Who me? Yes, you.

winter1

snow day

Snow days at Good Earth

Snow days at Good Earth

Carrot cake. #glutenfree #almondflour project: shop the pantry!

Kids in an RV!

Today is happy.

Starved Rock State Park

Untitled

Change of address announcements. Only a year late.

Saturday's at Good Earth

Saturday's at Good Earth

A walk through the woods

Planting and playing

Untitled

All time favorite: Lily of the Valley

Lincoln

Oliver's FIVE

Starved Rock State Park

Things are getting weird.

Spring!

Starved Rock State Park

LegoLand!

Starved Rock State Park

Starved Rock State Park

I did it. #jog #running #sometimeswalking

So far this year:

We’ve danced when everyone was watching
jumped when no one was looking
prayed in the middle of the day,
which always looks like heaven,
held hands in public and skipped
to the beat of our own tune.

We’ve cried over nothing and
fought about everything and
made up when no one could see.

We don’t have a lock on our bedroom door
my shorts are too short
the garden is planted
I sweat through my clothes
and always want more.

Our wash machine broke but our
clothes line’s still there, no longer in
diapers, we buck the naked shine.

I love this wild life, I want to live it
messy
With everyone looking and no one
seeing and it doesn’t even matter
because I don’t care.

May 4

I could give you a photo of faces
pearly whites a mile long

geared up to the sky
with happy eyes

I could give you a picture of socked feet
and naked legs

of baby ducks in every which way,
scattered across the floor

a bed half made and one lamp on …

but I hear the smack of legos on the table
and the boys’ voices discussing transformers

Next to me is my girl, with Tinkerbell, painting
zebras and I look up to see the towels strewn
about the bathroom floor

A white and beige mess and her suit hanging
from the shower bar

and this is what I want to keep forever.

counting

Four shots of espresso
three units of insulin
one hundred twenty-eight days til Kindergarten
countless reps of “is this working?” push ups
ten lunges across the length of the basement

twenty-five minutes til the spelling test
ten words to remember

pounds I don’t want to count
steps I haven’t run

what really counts?

two arms to hold them
one heart to break for them
two legs to carry them
one back to lift them

two parents loving them
one house to live in

this is everything that matters.

thunder … storming

watching the rain and waves

this rain is like water all over my
frail body

dripping, little waterfalls down the slopes
of curves, points, breaks and the scars
on my skin

matting my hair to my shoulder blades
hanging with everything it can to my
eyelashes while I refuse to close my eyes

I want to see this.

The lightning, I want to feel the thunder.

Saturating the concrete around me, my footprint disappears
as soon as I lift my foot

as if I’m the only one who might remember this moment.

A baptism from nature.

I didn’t know I was holding my breath
so I let it go

and the air around me comes alive,
every pore on my body stands at attention
the hair on my neck standing in fear of the atmosphere
hugging every inch of my body

everything disappears and I’ve never been this ….

… beautiful.

we need less

Today I said “I don’t need to know your every discomfort”
and I had a light bulb moment.
I think I saw you have one too.

Here we are, both fighting the good fight
and both thinking the other person needed
more emotional information.
When really – we both need less.
Less information,
more follow through.

When you’re upset, be upset –
but please don’t ask me to be upset too.
When I’m working, I’ll get to work –
and stop asking you to work for me too.

I can show you how to accept love
by accepting yours.
I can show you how to heal hurts
by sitting with yours.
I can show you how to love life
by loving …

… Ours.

Unseasonably warm fall day, October 2012