A Slap-Dash Recap
It seems I haven't blogged in ages, but its been only 8 days. So much has happened in 8 days! Can this be true? I suppose so. If my entire life changed in the matter of seconds it took for Lucy to choke, than I guess 8 days can feel like a lifetime. Or at least a month.
But let's start at the very beginning. A very good place to start.
First up: Mother's Day. Vic did a wonderful job making me feel special. He made me feel like I am doing a good job as a mother. I hope I am. I really, really hope I am. He served me breakfast in bed, he and Peter gave me flowers, I got a full-body massage, took a nap, and he made a delicious dinner for me (and for his mom. We went down to their house in Utah County.) It was so nice and relaxing. I was also given chocolates and a book. (You can read more about my feelings about the book on my Instagram account. Oh, dear.)
Second: Vic's birthday. He turned a year older. That happens on birthdays. I'll leave the numbers out of it. The weekend of his birthday I took him on a surprise date. We drove to Heber City and got on the Heber Creeper. It was called "The Chocolate Lovers Train." There were very few couples on the train, which was so nice. We got to stretch out on the seats and listen to the sound of silence. (It had been a crazy couple of days with the kids.) The scenery was so beautiful. There were 2 live fiddle player girls who were excellent. It made for great background music while we sampled several chocolates. Great kick-off to his birthday.
The day of his actual birthday was pretty chill. He went to work, I prepped for his party that night. It was going to be at the park, but the winds picked up and it starting raining a bit, so we moved it to our house. We had delicious chocolate cake and Vic was spoiled with some nice gifts. The kids and I were super excited to give him the big oatmeal bowl that we hand-painted for him. He loved it. And then he opened his gift from Brasilia--a mini ipad. Who does that?? Ipad. Bowl. Ipad. Bowl. I guess she wins.
The best part of the night was seeing Vic talk with the Petty family about books. He loves swapping books with their two oldest girls who are also book-lovers. It makes me happy to see him filled with light and energy talking about something he loves. This usually happens when he's speaking of books, his children, food, and traveling.
Moving on: Lucy's Day. Vic took the day off work and we ran some errands, cleaned the house, and enjoyed a nice morning together as a family. We ran to the outlet mall and bought Peter a new pink polo shirt then headed to the cemetery for a picnic. It was a beautiful day. I heard from so many of you and it was very touching. It was the very first time I'd been to the cemetery and felt I could breathe. Miracles.
That night, Vic and I saw Les Mis at Pioneer Theatre. It was so nice to have a Javert who could really, really sing. (Because in the movie, Russell Crowe literally sounded like he was going to choke on his own tongue. It was so painful.) However, the Jean Valjean was NOT GOOD. He was flat 87% of the time.
But I digress...we raced home so I could finish packing because I was flying out the next day to San Francisco. But I think I'll leave that for my next post.
On the docket: San Fran, my review of a new and wonderful children's book called RUMP, another great giveaway, Peter's last day of Preschool, Memorial Day, and a few other surprises.
Its good to be back. Time to get cracking on my book and a few more news articles. Carry on, my friends. So much of life to be lived.