Thursday, March 13, 2008

Notes

When I was little, I loved my moms hands. I loved their smell and the way the felt; their perfect size. When I would lay with her in bed, I would have her put her hand under my head. It felt cool. I felt safe. Recently I noticed that Sophie will take my hand and hold it close to her. She will put it against her chest, her face. The comfort that I felt/feel in the presence of my mom cannot be duplicated. I am that to Sophie. Wow.Today it was 66 degrees. Sophie has little interest in just playing outside. Right now, she loves to go for walks. She takes my hand and marches down the street. Next weekend, Roy and I are getting a big dumpster from the city and cleaning out our backyard and basement of all the crap that was left here by the previous residents. It's just not safe for Sophie right now. I am so excited for creating a safe, backyard environment for our little rugrat!I saw Sophie, for the first time, become a couch potato. We let her watch very little tv but sometimes, as a treat, we'll put on Sesame Street or the Backyardigans. I have never seen her veg like this before. She was zoned! YIKES!!
Another sign of spring? This is what I'm going to do on Sunday! (I'm only growing what I know we'll eat in abundance. For the rest I'll depend on the Market.)

5 comments:

Nikki said...

ok, her on the couch zoned out might just be my most favorite picture!

kclblogs said...

such a nice post. i'm inspired to plant more in my garden now, too. so far, i've only planted beets and spring spinach.

Rachel said...

hey, I love the new look! and I am SO jealous that you're gardening--ours is still sleeping under piles of snow. also, I hope you don't mind too much that I totally copied your "what I'm thankful for" column--it's just such a good practice...

AnnaMarie said...

Thanks, Rachel. I'm still working on it!

The term "gardening" might not be quite right. I'm just growing a few things in containers. I lack sunlight in my tiny back yard.

Honey, you copy anything you like. I enjoy your blog so much it's the least I can do!

Mary Bix said...

I remember putting my hand under your head AnnaMarie - one of my fondest memories of you when you were little!