I am grateful for some new luggage we recently acquired. Farley fits in there nicely. We’re going to save a bundle on airfare, even if there is an extra charge for checked baggage!
I am grateful for some time flying kites and playing catch with Coop, while Farley played with his pals, and Julie got in a visit when we met up with a friend and her kids at a park today.
I am grateful for Chuck Berry. I was young and impressionable when I first really started listening to him in grade 10 or so, and he sent me down a great rabbit hole that wound up running by Bo Diddley, and leading to Muddy Waters and John Lee Hooker, right when I needed them most. RIP.
I am grateful for Coop. Today he presented a puppet show for us at the foot of our bed featuring himself and a leprechaun.
I am grateful for my Irish heritage, which I’ve acquired through marriage. We dined on corned beef, soda bread, and colcannon tonight. Leprechauns came, like they always do, and left a trail of green jellybeans from the boys’ room to the living room, where they also hid chocolate coins for the kids to find. Fun stuff!
I am grateful for family fun night: Cooper’s pick. We watched Pete’s Dragon on Netflix.
I am grateful for unwatched episodes of BBC’s Sherlock that we discovered tonight.
I am grateful for time in at the studio, and a painting completed.
I am grateful for my Mom. She had a birthday today.
I am grateful for the convenience of air travel.
My father, brother, and I cooked up a crazy idea to surprise her with dinner at her favourite restaurant with the four of us. It’s not often it’s just the four of us, my brother and I each have our own families and it’s usually a commotion, which is always fun, but a commotion nonetheless.
This afternoon I got on an airplane and flew to Calgary, my brother picked me up and we went to the restaurant where my mom thought she was going to have dinner with just my dad. There we were, and we had a great time, and after dinner I got on an airplane to fly to Victoria, and now I’m in a cab on my way home.
What a way to spend the day! It was great to be there with my family of origin and to honour my Mom. She’s a heckuva lady. She’s been a constant in my life. She loves us all, fiercely, and I love my mom, too. I think she had a great night.
I am grateful for a cookout day at Goldtream park with the crowd Julie and I refer to as “the village”. Being outside, in some sun (chilly, but whatever), with a bunch of kids, going on a tromp through the woods to the nature house, climbing trees, roasting hot dogs, these are the simple pleasures that make life worthwhile.
I am grateful for time spent with Coop on the floor playing lego. We made a Trammel of Archimedes. It was fun!
I am grateful for bedtime with Farl, reading a book, and laying there with him until I could tell by his breathing that he was asleep.
I am grateful for the opportunity to attend the 2017 Victoria Cub Car Rally. Lots of cool cars to see, and lots of races. Coop was disappointed with his car’s performance overall. He won a few races, though, and I was glad to be with him through the highs and the lows.
I am grateful for a card that came to Coop from all the kids at his out of school care last week when he was ill. I was told it wasn’t the teacher’s idea, but a few of his friends there started it and then everyone signed.
I am grateful for family tea time before bed.
I am grateful for time spent with Farley today. We played lego, then at bedtime I read him a story and rubbed his back.
I am grateful for Julie, who kept all the cuss together in this family while I was dealing with a sudden and no-fun fevery flu for a couple days there. Grateful that’s over, too.
I am grateful for old home videos. We watched a few with Farley and Cooper today from when they were much smaller. I can’t believe those voices that were once so familiar now sound so far away – they just keep getting bigger. Grateful for that, too.
I am grateful for Farley’s ladybug costume. He got it for Halloween when he was 2 or so, but kept wearing it all year, and likely still was until after he turned 4 and he finally couldn’t squeeze into it any more. Last night when I was putting him down, after I thought he was asleep, he whispered, “Dada, do you remember my ladybug costume?”. “Yes”, I replied. “I loved my ladybug costume”, he said.
I am grateful we have a doctor’s appointment for Coop tomorrow. His cold has now also become an ear infection, and a fever, and I am looking forward to having someone tell me it’s all going to be okay. He’s been having a hard time, the poor kid.
I am grateful for lasagne.I made it tonight because Coop said he wanted it, but I enjoyed it, too.
I am grateful for an unplanned day at home with Farley.
I am grateful for a walk in Summit Park. The crocuses are starting to come up, and we saw some daffodils, too. It’s supposed to get cold again next week, but for now I’ll just live in the fantasy that winter is behind us.