My Very Best Moment
I have been telling the following story to anyone who will listen. I tell it for two reasons. First, I want to remember it forever, and I hope that by telling it over and over again, I will brand it…
Moments
The little moments frequently reveal the big ideas.
The Way the World Works
I find the way the world works to be quite remarkable at times. Frequently, actually. This week has been especially difficult at work. Yesterday, I had a late afternoon meeting out of the office, and rather than go back when…
Early Morning Conversation
Sarah: Cackie’s eyes are open. Me: Yay Catherine! Let’s give her claps. Sarah: It doesn’t work. Me: What doesn’t work? Sarah: Her eyes. Me: That’s right. Her eyes are broken. Sarah: Yeah… She can’t see me. And now I know…
Come on Mommy, Dance!
Two Mondays ago, we spent the day at AI duPont Children’s Hospital, confirming that Catherine needs surgery. Not just any surgery. A surgery where they will cut her bones on both her hips and one of her legs. A surgery…
Happy Birthday Sarah!
Yesterday was Sarah’s birthday. I had hoped to write in this blog then, but work got in the way. Which makes me wonder if now, rather than the Observer, I’m the Executive Mom who puts work before her kids. Yuck….
Best Gift Ever – How Did She Know?
Somehow, Catherine knows when it’s time to really pull out the stops and give us something incredible. And yesterday, she did it at the perfect time – during Brian’s birthday celebration at the house. I was cooking meatloaf and mashed…
I'm Reminded
I got an email from an old friend today. He’s many more years down the road than we are. His son has severe CP and just started college this fall. His son’s mind is as sharp as they come. And…
Festivals and Stares
We recently went to an art and music festival in Annapolis. I have a hunch Catherine responds differently to live music, so I wanted to expose her to whatever the “music” part of the festival had to offer. Turns out,…
If Everybody Had a Notion
Catherine got to surf! Yep. I haven’t even ever tried surfing. I wimped out in Tamarindo, Costa Rica for some stupid reason, but my five-and-a-half year old (cuz that’s how she’d say it) got to surf when we were on…