Thanks Kyle, for allowing us to be a part of your last official prom. All the girls looked beautiful, but Chelsea was the belle of the ball. And Kyle, you were so dapper in your white tux; tall, semi-dark, and handsome! I just can’t believe it’s already time for you to go off to college this coming fall. It seems like just yesterday we were all gathered in the basement watching you break dance on that big piece of cardboard you fixed up just for that purpose!
Thank you Peyton for coming from Waukesha for Mother’s Day dinner and for the lovely gift of flowers. You’re another one we wish lived closer. With little Z in tow it’s difficult for us to make many of your gigs. When she’s a little older we’ll bring her with us so she can watch her big brother jam out!
And thanks Carrie, for all the work you put into hosting over Mother’s Day, for the big garage sale, and for all the time you’ve spent with Žofka. You are a true friend and Žofia is incredibly fortunate to have you in her life.
I’m fully aware that I am not the gifted writer in this marriage, but I’ve been feeling sentimental lately for all kinds of reasons. I guess I just needed to get some of this out. Hold you noses!
A Love Story
This morning I listened to a story about a Mother.
There was a massive earthquake in China.
After several days digging
an infant child-
His dead Mother crouched above him,
taking the blows of the falling debris.
She stayed there with him,
silent and strong-
even after she had died.
Before she did, she found her cell phone
and typed this message
to her child as the earth opened
and death swelled around her:
If I don’t make it out alive
She tucked the phone next to his little body
inside his blanket
so he would know his Mother.
And now for the pictures! I hope all of you that read this are doing well. Please take a few minutes to post a comment so I know you’re still out there.
What now, ma? (K and Z hangin’ out)
Umm…try standing a little closer to Kyle and Chelsea there Bets!
Say cheese! (Chelsea and Kyle with Grandma and UB on prom night)
Žofka and Daddy on her name day
Žofie and Emerson fingerpainting. They’re so serious!
I can’t wait until my feet touch the pedals on this thing!
Whoa! Mommy needs to start putting more suncreen on me. Look at my savage tan!
Look Mom and Dad, I can use the stool to get whatever I want!