When I look at pictures of 3-9 month old Eamon, it's strange because I remember him being chubby, but he really was a chubster. So cute.
The book I requested from the library is in. I'm excited because I haven't really read anything since we moved. I've been slowly making my way through Rough Stone Rolling, but I'm ready for something a bit more "recreational."
I'm loving our current weather. I could live like this for a long time. It's so much better than those 100 plus afternoons.
Just found out my brother, his wife, and their new babe will be coming back to Utah for Christmastime. I'm so excited to kiss and hold that little baby!!!
I also can't wait for Thanksgiving in Utah. Can't wait to see everyone and spend time with them. Huzzah!
Eamon is still sleeping in! Love it. He's usually up by 6:30 and it's 7:51. Oh, now I hear him.
Laters!
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I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. --Vienna Teng. OK, I don't really feel like that (toujours), but it's rather poetic, and I aspire to be such. Here you may read about some of the happenings in my life. Love, peace, and happiness to all.
"Sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story."
--Tim O'Brien
--Tim O'Brien
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