at the stars

Something reminded me of this long forgotten song recently...It was never a hit, but I love the lyrics. Reminds me of being 18. Which makes me happy and sad all at the same time.

Maybe I should drop you at your door
Or leave tonite and vanish up the shore
Anywhere but here

It's 3 o'clock we're driving in your car
You're screamin out the window at the stars
"Please dont drive me home"

Blame us cuz we are who we are
Hate us cuz you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose that you would go?
I've already learned enough to know

Tell me all the places we could go
And count the headlights passing on the road
A
Long
Long
Time
Ago

Blame us cuz we are who we are
Hate us cuz you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose that you would go?
I've already learned enough to know..

Here we are foreign to their world
Straight and composed,
(your sermons i could do without)
And I finally found out that
every body
loves to love you
when
youre
far
away

Could it be we've done something wrong?
We make it home to your place before dawn

"please dont drive me home"

"PLEASE DONT TAKE ME HOME"

:o)

Snow Day

The H kids love them some winter!

sick kiddos

Oh so tired.

Can Type No More.
Except
This:

You have not truly become a parent until you sleep 6 -fitful- hours, cramped into a toddler sized car bed with 3 yr old knees in your ribs and the smell of vicks permeating the air.


More Later.

A

Dear S

Dear S
Welcome Home. You have no idea how i have been waiting for this day to come! Three long months...now complete! I am so proud of you for taking that huge step and getting the help you needed for so, so long! You seem stronger. Happier. Less broken... I am so happy you have found some peace in your soul. The kids and I are looking forward to a fresh, new chapter in our lives.

Please dont screw it up.

Love Always,

A

but Mom, i AM the hairdresser

Ok. So It's a blurry picture..The kid just couldnt stand still. Must have been the excitement of having given himself his very first haircut! Yes. That's right. He cut the center portion of his bangs right down to the nub...AND for good measure, cut a nice chunk out of the top too.

It all happened on Grandma's watch. (yes, i think she learned a valuable baby sitting lesson here!)

When we went to the salon to get it fixed, the hairdresser actually GASPED when he sat down in the chair. She did an AWESOME job of disguising it with a cute little crew cut...spiked up in the front to hide the damage that she -in all her years of hair dressing- had never seen before.

Oh well. I am just thankful he cut his OWN hair and not K's hair. I fear she just isnt ready for the G.I Jane/shaved head look yet!

:o)