the alchymista 6/5/13 the alchymista 6/5/13

< < rooster's last day of school > >

i caught koruna whistling this morning.

today is rooster's last day of preschool this year. ian and i got to attend a school ceremony celebrating koruna yesterday that inspired us both. i LOVE LOVE LOVE her school.

now here comes summer....

the alchymista 6/4/13 the alchymista 6/4/13

the alchymista 6/3/13 the alchymista 6/3/13

> > the power of 2 <

my children have some very special friends. i posted about that here a while back. koruna has drake. marvel has louie. with time each special friend has become more tattered, more lumpy, more loved. And they have each duplicated themselves. we of course have backup drakes and backup louies. we're no fools. but at some point along the way, each of our kids discovered their backup. koruna found drake #2 in my closet and marvel found louie #2 in the washing machine. the discoveries presented neither of my children with an existential crisis as i had feared. they were each thrilled. mars ran around naked for 15 minutes yelling "2 LOUIE! 2 LOUIE!".

recently, runa styled a photo shoot with all of the special friends. 2 drakes, 2 louies, and colin and kiefer (drake's mom and dad). it was a little racy. she's good.

we are trying to do a better job of keeping drake #3 and louie #3 well hidden...

the alchymista 5/31/13 the alchymista 5/31/13

> > botrflis <

botrflis fli noth

botrflis love flawrs

tha dot hav a nest

thae fli to th flawrs

amidst the dozens of little papers in koruna's cubbie at school, we found this one. it's runa's poem sweetly written by one of her friends. koruna's last week of school is upon us. she's almost 4 years old and she is growing, unfolding, becoming. like the subjects of her poem.

* we went to see Flight of the Butterflies in 3D at the IMAX recently and it was AWESOME.

the alchymista 5/24/13 the alchymista 5/24/13

> > sick <

both of my kids have been sick this week. when my son gets sick, he comes up with wild symptoms and holds onto them for a while. it's sad to see him this way. honestly, though, i've had to remind myself several times this week that i am supposed to be sympathizing with my ailing kids instead of feeling sorry for my husband and me. there were a number of times this week that i wanted to fling my sick children as far away from my body as possible and run away fast - run until my lungs or my legs gave out. so far i am still here. and so are they.

today i am grateful for the health that is with us most of our days.