Week 19: Imperfect
Week 19: Imperfect
It was a dark and rainy day… oddly, since it was May 3rd in the Middle East.
We had piled into the car, giddy about the surprise rain, and drove to the nearby nursery to pick up new flowers and herbs for our modest mirpeset garden. The kids were delighted by the plants, the rain, the 10 seconds of hail. And then, clinging to the bag of soil we picked up – the snail.
We packed our trunk with the plants, the soil,carefully placed to preserve the snail. Who wants a pet chilazon?!
When we parked and unloaded – first the kids, then the box of plants, then the bag of soil – the snail was gone. I searched the trunk while huz searched the plants and packet of soil.
The kids were anxious to find the snail. Bebe was nagging, calling over and over, “Abba! Abba! Abba”
“One second, B.”
“Abba! Abba! Look! Look Abba!”
“Just a second, Bebe, we have to find the snail.”
“Look Abba! Look Abba! Look Abba!”
At the same time, we looked towards where she was pointing… right at the snail, clinging to the bottom of the plant box.
And like that, no laugh track necessary, the four of us stood cracking up in the driveway under the grey May sky.
Koala named him Gluben (the third time he named him). He’s still kickin’ it on the porch.
Last Thursday, on a morning walk, I noticed this lil guy on the pavement, off the highway. He (or she?) was just sitting there, taking it easy. Even when I bent down to take a few photographs it didn’t fly away. I decided that chillness served as an excellent lesson with which to end my week.
But as I kept walking, I noticed more and more butterflies fluttering around me. Was there recently a butterfly baby boom? It felt like I was prancing around inside a Lisa Frank poster. Or I was a Disney princess singing to the wind, wearing Sauconys.
It was lovely. Fly on, butterflies.
Week 18: Perfect
No matter what they were before, they always turn out perfect.
Week 17: Trees
“So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!”
Should have been more excited/challenged by this week’s theme but I just wasn’t feeling it this week. Some great shots in the album though, so give a click and check them out:
Week 16: Straight out of Camera
This one’s bugged.
The most important meal of the day combined with the most important food group combined with the most important beverage group. Not sure what could go wrong.
Week 15: Breakfast
Breakfast is relative.
If you were taking your kids out for as rare a treat as ice cream…
And you got to the counter after getting vicariously excited about their love of chocolate…
And your super-excited superman-inspired new-favorite-color-is-blue son notices the bright, bold, downright disturbing flavor at the very end of the case…
And looks at you with equally bright blue eyes…
Would you deny him such a thing as Smurf-flavored ice cream?
Week 14: Body Parts
Where the tongue meets the ice cream, there is only joy.
Week 13: Lines