And I also don't like firecrackers... or whatever you call the stuff people do in their driveways. Case in point: last night. I had put Samara to bed after a long day of just the two of us (thus began a long week of just the two of us... Tim is on a mission trip in Ontario and eventually Grandma Petersen will be joining us, but for now - it's just the two of us). I was in bed and had been drifting into sleep for a half an hour or so when pop-pop-pop.... Firecrackers. And just when I thought they were done - more pop-pop.... bang... pop. Couldn't tune them out - and then after an hour of that, I spent another two hours trying to get to sleep.
Perhaps someday, when Samara is older, I will endure sparklers in the driveway or saving a space in some park with a blanket in order to get a good view... Until then, I'll change the subject and show some pictures of S with Tim's siblings:
Aunt Noel and Uncle Mike...
Uncle Than... Even though it looks like she's smiling, she's actually her characteristically 'I'm-always-cranky-when-Uncle-Than-holds-me' self. That's a smiley-scream right there.
Uncle Mike, who will be a Fulbright scholar in Berlin beginning this August, gave a book to Samara at this most recent visit. He inscribed The Little Engine That Could:
Samara,Thanks, Uncle Mike.
You've had some time now to reflect on your cancer ordeal. We thank God that God blasted your neuroblastoma, but we give some credit (and remuneration) to the doctors and nurses as well. In fact, the whole question of agency is complicated here, but you'll have some time to work that out. For now, I congratulate you for your part in the success, with this classic about the train that 'thought she could.' Samara, we thought you could, and you did. We're proud of you.
Uncle Mike.
3 comments:
i hear ya. i've never been one for the 4th, either, except this year is going to be decent because i get the day off :) yay for sleeping in.
is this the uncle mike who wrote the great messange in runaway bunny? i'm a fan. i'm definitely going to be writing intellectual comments in my children's books from now on ;)
bets
Oh yes, the firecrackers... I do recall Union Ave last fourth... the endless bangs, whizzes, cracks, and pops right outside our window... until, oh, say 2:00 a.m. - at least! Escape it!
And yes, I agree with Betsy. I have always been a fan of inscribing books but I think Uncle Mike has inspired me to take it to a new level...
Fi
x
Very, very sweet.
Ugh. Firecrackers + baby = no good. You should come over to Japan this week. No, really, now that I think about it, you should come over to Japan this week! No Fourth Festivities and we can hang out while Tim's gone and Mike works. Deal? I'll pick you up at the airport.
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