chloe's contribution was telling me to make fruit salad
moses made smoothies
i did a quick trip first thing to grab fingerlings for roasting
and raspberries for the saladio
do not be fooled by this guy
he's been sick and grumpy and full of the nastiest tantrums
correcting kevin's French
i bought him a nice helmet for all the biking he's been doing lately
made it special by tracing the hand of each kid into the helmet
these guys are getting better at connecting
this girl doesn't give you the choice to dislike her
what better way to celebrate than to go for a bike ride with all the kids for the first time!
kevin set up the baby seat that Molly hand-me-downed us a few weeks ago so that Malcolm could also come along for the ride. kevin testing out riding with the seat attachment.
not sure if i ever posted photos of the incredible bike that chloe got for Christmas/Birthday from kevin's older sister and husband... a customized Frozen inspired bike. as if there were any other way to penetrate the entire depth of her heart! the material for the seat is waterproof gold brocade!!!
she's been posing a lot more lately
yes, Malcolm, one day the M will be for you
i am blessed
i did my part in the morning. it was really all i could handle. the rest of the day, kevin did his best to spend with the kids or at least take Malcolm out with him to do some errands so i could have alone/quiet time. i cried a lot. a lot of ugly crying. at one point i had a full on scream fest which definitely did not help the migraine i seem to have acquired over the past week. when i see my kids, i'm so filled with joy. when i think of how much my dad is missing out on that joy and how much my kids are missing out on him, the rage is just overwhelming. the love that is amiss is too good and too perfect to be non-existent. i hate it. it's like a cruel joke. i still often wish i could just wake up one day, and he would have always been here. i'll wake up and have an entirely new set of memories that include him. i'll probably still have ended up doing photography and i could go onto my computer and flip through folder after folder of photos of all of them together and it would be heaven. as i said in my instagram post, 13 years later, the hole in my heart feels like it only got bigger.
kevin had better live to be 100.