June 26, 2016

June 21, 2016


On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur.

-le petit prince

June 18, 2016



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June 9, 2016



June 8, 2016


"Mommy, remember strawberries and SURPRISE! and {sings} Happy birthday to you, 
happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday daddy, daaaaaaddy,
daaaaddy..."

"I sure do remember honey bunny," I laugh.


May 29, 2016


Every night, Leif chooses two books from his little bookcase. Yesterday, he pulled out a book we haven't read in awhile called When I Was Born.

I always cry when I read it. I think about Liam.

I think about everything he would be. All he should be discovering with his brother.


When I was born
I had never played with stones or got muddy hands.
I had never made tunnels in the sand.

My hands had never touched anything except each other.

When I was born
I did not know there was a sky
or that the sky could change
or that clouds were so beautiful.

When I was born everything was new.

Everything was about to start.


-When I was born by Isabel Minhos Martins