Yesterday while joking with a friend about how I can't control my crying, I burst into tears.
Tyler and I during happier times
Yesterday while joking with a friend about how I can't control my crying, I burst into tears.
Tyler and I during happier times
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Halloween 08 - on post in Illesheim
Halloween 09
Trick or treat on post in Katterbach
Shit, I love having a kid.
I'm going to have, like, ten more.
And Tyler will be, like, "Mommy, no! You have babies all over you!"
...And I'll be like, "your fault, dude. Your fault! You were WAY too cute when you were all dressed up on Halloween, smiling at your dad and me from the stoop of our new house."Gepostet von *Angie* unter 1:56 PM 0 Kommentare
more evidence that my two year old is ten kerpillion times more bad-ass than I’ll ever be:
By the time he’s five I expect him to be able to play a full set of ACDC, and to be able to record it, mix the video, and launch it on YouTube, all by himself. At which point I will become entirely superfluous. Which is probably not as bad as it sounds, but still. Maternal obsolescence, ahoy!
......(Or happiness is a grandma as drummer :o))
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I don't always believe in heaven. But I do believe in its fantasy: the happy ending. And I desperately believe in life's heavenly moments, where the universe feels small and intimate and good. When nothing matters beyond what is happening now. And more than any other moment on record, this was mine:
I know the world is in shambles, the economy is in the toilet and fear has paralyzed us in such a way many of us feel we can't go on. But not so. Not when every day in a million households around the world, there are moments like these: "Love you mommy"
When we stop to pay attention, life is so fucking beautiful it hurts.
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I watch my boy through lovesick eyes. And am stricken daily by how fast everything becomes something else. How fast he becomes someone else. How before you can even recover from one milestone, another takes its place.
I'm most definitely taking advantage of the fact that I CAN STILL DRESS HIM UP IN WHATEVER I LIKE! Wuah ha ha ha haaaaa!!!
What are you dressing your kids up as? Please post links of your photos. I'm totally and completely obsessed with Halloween. Obsessed. 
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The whole house rebuild, wanting-to-move in thing is consuming me. It’s consuming all of us as, as evidenced by the amount of times I’ve blogged about it these last few weeks and I apologize.
Yesterday, in the costume shop, shopping for the accessories to complete the Tyler's Halloween costumes, I had a moment.
The last several months have included a string of panic attacks. Posts written that I have decided not to post at the last minute out of fear: Gepostet von *Angie* unter 8:51 PM 0 Kommentare
I am now officially a member of the "My Kid's Scribble-drawing Is Actually a Sort of Prodigious Masterpiece I Must Stick on the Fridge and Worship" club. Ink and Crayon, 2009, Tyler Dominique , Germarican
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