I love that song. I tried singing the chorus to Ev last night. Mercifully, she’s not much of a holler-er, just a fusser. If you have a screamer, first let me give you a hug, then pray for your patience and peace of mind. Then recommend that you sing ‘You don’t have to yell‘, to your baby. It may amuse you as you pretend that you can reason with your screaming baby. It kinda worked for me around midnight last night. At least it made Wes snort as Ev loudly let us know what she thought of going to bed.
Actually, this song came on my Chris Rice radio station after about a year of absence and I remembered how much I loved it’s quiet brilliance. Sorta makes me think of when Daniel and his friends asked if they could skip the kings food and eat veggies and water instead. Then they just did it without a bunch of hollering and let the results speak for themselves. That perhaps is a very loose correlation and enough philosophy for the day.
We’ve had a few spring days and wow, they’ve been glorious. I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to just bask in the sun.
Evelyn was pretty tickled to bust out her spring bloomers.
Wes got his wisdom teeth out on Friday; it went a lot smoother than either one of us thought so that was a blessing. I was unsure of how playing nurse was going to be and tried not to think about complications during the procedure. It was really sad when they wheeled him out to me but soon after I was trying to hide my smile as Wes was seriously telling me about different things through grunts and sign language. He’s doing great, just really ready for a burger.
And in other news, we put our house on the market this weekend. The sign went up on Thursday and I texted Wes, ‘um. we have a sign in our yard. not sure how i feel about this.’ ‘hmm. weird,’ he said, ‘probably what people feel like when they get put on eharmony.’
I about died. Never have been on eharmony but no doubt, there has to be connections. A little excited, looking forward to the future and adventure with a heavy dose of oh no what I have I done. I’m not sure where he comes up with some stuff.
I was planning on the house not doing anything so I could peacefully enjoy my favorite seasons here but it started off with a bang. We shall see what comes of it. Mom says the hardest part is living in limbo. I told her I was not planning on living in limbo, just living in a clean house enjoying each day. And we shall see how long that lasts. Yesterday I felt like if I breathed wrong I would upset my spectacularly clean home. So I left.