Happy New Year! So much has happened since I last posted, most of it documented in photos I don't feel like editing yet. Here are a few I managed to resize down to something that won't blow the creaky wheels off this ol' antique of a website.
First up, the second-greatest gift I received, courtesy of Jason: A Wall Of Julia Child for my kitchen.
We were at a restaurant recently that had this delightful photo framed on the wall and I declared that I needed it in my life. He found it, printed and framed it, along with two other photos of Julia posing maniacally with mallets and knives. And then, to complete the set, he added a classic still of Dan Ackroyd as Julia. I giggle like a goddamn idiot every time I look at them. And I look at them A LOT.
But the number one greatest gift I received was courtesy of Ezra, who made me the following book in honor of my birthday. (Which also happened, as much as I'd like to deny that I am creeping ever deeper into my 40s. But my eyesight and knees and graying roots and widening feet and everything suddenly giving me heartburn are all happy to remind me on a near-daily basis.)
"She kindly askes if I want something and makes it so good (and I thank her)."
This one is like 99% about scrambled eggs, for the record.
"She lets me by books anytime (but not all the time) because reading is good for you."
This is also true. Anytime, but not all the time. It's something I learned from my dad.
"She Compliments me on how orgainized I am and how neat I am."
Incredibly true, because I am NOT either of those things and want him to teach me his ways. I mean:
"When I have a good idea, she said it is very great and that we should do it."
He makes a lot of very good art out of Amazon boxes. And scavenger hunts.
"She helps Ike with his flashcard since he has dislexia."
Also helpful: The GIANT HUGE BAG of Beanie Babies recently donated by blog reader Barbara, who I met in the parking lot of Medieval Times. Ike's plushie incentive supply is fully stocked for the year so thank you again!!
"She cares for all 3 of us and does the best for all of us."
I will refer back to this page many, many times, because most days my own maternal self-scoring is more like:
"She trys to do all that is best for me and let me be myself."
Okay, I admit it. I was full-on crying by the time I got to "let me be myself," because all I want in the world is for Ezra to be as Ezra as Ezra can be. And THAT'S SO EZRA.
"That is all the reasons I love my Mom and I will love her forever. The End."