One year and two months later and I’ve rediscovered my blog. Actually, at least once a week I compose a poem or a thought that I’d like to add to my blog but I haven’t discovered a way to telepathically send those to this space so they disappear into the ether and I go into my blackhole of sleep.
Lily turned 2 on Saturday and we celebrated by going to a mushy Tucks and Iris parade (or paranda as I like to say). It was fun and my family humored me by going with. I love the craziness of claiming beads that I don’t want or need…listening to the bands bash their way down the streets…watching the dancing girls (or boys, as the case may be)…seeing the wonder, delight, and curiosity fill my girls’ faces. It’s a tradition we started years ago with Allee and now Lily is being introduced to it. We haven’t braved the bigger night parades but maybe one day I’ll feel brave enough to take the girls to one.
I cannot believe my baby is 2. Nor can I believe my first baby is 6. Where did my year go?
