today is the one year mark of this blog-o-mine. sort of cool. there's not much to say. noah is throwing a major fit because he is being asked to clean up his mess. ceily, home sick, is making the fit worse by copying his screaming and crying.i guess we can mention, that on this day, our cute little froggy friend died. i think i was the only one a bit upset. i found him, feet sticking up, and thought that maybe i could hide him under a shell, rush to the pet store, purchase new frog, and the children would never know the difference. but then i thought about letting them face the cold hard facts about pets dying etc. so i left edward under a shell. ceily dug around and found him, lifeless. she stared a bit into the bowl. then eddie noticed the frog wasn't just doing the backstroke and immediately turned to me and happily and excitedly asked if we could get a new one. the other two? they didn't mind too much either.
me to chris: " i guess they weren't too attached to the frog."
chris: "yeah, not too emotional."
so, what did i learn about this little froggy friend of mine? that i won't be able to handle a real pet. i was the one that enjoyed the cute antics of edward. i was the one that wanted to make sure he was fed and happy. i was the one that had a tight throat as i saw his two little feet sticking up. and we only had the dang thing for two weeks! there's no way i could handle a real live pet, a pet that has been a part of our family for years. i'm just too emotional i guess.
which brings me back to the real reason for this post. one year. one year of ups and downs. a year of cute faces. funny stories. laundry. school projects. accomplishments. birthdays. trips. new jobs. piano recitals. tantrums. all things associated with family.
my family. i love them. they make me happy.
they make me...me.



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