i was just lying next to lincoln, thinking how utterly delightful it was to sleep next to him.
|they fall asleep before me, and i just stare at them, creeper like, thinking they are so beautiful. ever see such great baby cleave?|
|link, brand new, being rocked in tyler's arms. happiness.|
he hasn't been taught anything, so in my mind that translates to him knowing everything.
how, as a mother, do i keep help to keep it that way?
i can help teach compassion, i can prevent passing down my own sad judgments
with teddy i tempered (hid) my arachnophobia so he wouldn't inherit my fear, and now spiders are treated with deference and respect.
(admittedly there is a bias in our home, however....i point out how "cool" it is to recycle, or how "cool" someone is when they are riding their bike through town, or how "uncool" that 4-wheeling person was ripping through the suburban park...okay, so i don't really use the word "cool." maybe i'm already a lost cause. sorry, teddy.)
|had to share: they played "free fallin" with a sky diver and a huge US flag ...|
|he crashes hard, bouncing and skidding, and it appears these boy scout types are running to his aid. we stare in horror. they run right past him and start folding the flag. tyler and i share incredulous looks.|
|my three loves. gotta love a daddy who wears his baby.|
|spoils (aka: the cheapest one.)|
more to come from suburbia, breastfeeding (you can't wait!), good vibrations, i promise.