years and inches later

Remember when 3 year old Hazel was nearly as tall as her 9 year old Uncle Daniel?

You know, before we got a diagnosis that explained it all and more, and before we began the daily injections of human growth hormones.

Well if you can recall those good times then you just might understand one of the reasons why I love this moment captured yesterday.

You know, besides the obvious fact that I adore these three people so much. This would be 15 year old Uncle Daniel, all five feet of him, standing next to his nieces; Hazel, turning 9 in 4 months and 5 years old Fallon. And although we are all very well aware that his nieces will likely pass him in height soon enough, because Hazel is currently the tallest student in her third grade, we all are very pleased with this moment.

I also have mad love for this shot because all three of them are getting along standing together and smiling. Given that this is Daniel, Hazel and Fallon, that might be an even bigger deal.

Like I said, many, many reasons to love this shot.

 

and when they learn to read and write

I once said that I have never felt old while my children fast grew from babies to teenagers and adults, nor even when that first grand baby was born…or the second. But when that first grand baby started kindergarten, suddenly I began to feel a little bit old because life does speed up when the kids skip off to school. But it’s all good because when they learn to read and write they enchant you even more with thoughts and words and dreams and wishes that will always make your day.

Always.

I will leave this one right here for you, for me, for everyone…until she erases it and writes something else.

Happy New Year’s Eve Eve!

don’t touch

Some things will always and forever remain the same from person to person, family to family, generation to generation.

Especially during colds and flu season.

Seriously Hazel, don’t touch Fallon’s ticket…at least until you feel better. I sure hope that it is very soon.

seven more days

Hello November! Just seven more days…seven more days until our long, national nightmare is over.

God I hope so!

Today I have seen several smart thinking people share their early votes and, well, I’m not so sure about them anymore. Write in the name of Senator McCain, your cat, your child, Mickey Mouse or anyone for President and well you are basically writing in a vote for Donald Trump…and likely the guarantee of the Zombie Apocalypse. Thank you for wasting your vote!

Truly.

Well, at least I have my Zombie Apocalypse buddy.

Y’all are on your own.

I’m with Her because I’m for her.

Seven more days…VOTE!

look at this photograph

Perhaps I should apologize for inserting a Nickelback ear worm into this blog post when I say to you to look at this photograph.

Every time I do it makes me laugh.

These three! These three as they are right now so perfectly captured in an awkward stop what you are doing right now kids and let me take your picture! 

Love these three…especially because they do make me laugh.