Hilarious.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Don't Leave Me
Get it? It's a pun, kind of.
Norah had a good ol' time running around outside today in some leaves that are still left from before winter came and went. She couldn't get enough of 'em!
Norah had a good ol' time running around outside today in some leaves that are still left from before winter came and went. She couldn't get enough of 'em!
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Who knew a potato could be so entertaining?
Just a few recent pictures to share:
Recently purchased Mrs. Potato Head.
MK also makes this face when he is drawing/painting.
Norah wanted to be Betty Crocker like Mama.
The other day I even pulled out our step stool and she helped me wash our dishes!
Wiley + Kole = one MEGA sassy toddler.
Bedtime snuggles. Best.Part.Of.My.Day.
True love.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
In a Sweater Poorly Knit
in a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile,
little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile.
a fumbling reply, an awkward rigid laugh,
i'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft.
your flavor in my mind swings back and forth between
sweeter than any wine and bitter as mustard greens,
and it's light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel bread,
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
go plow some other field try and forget my name.
see what the harvest yields and, supposing i'd do the same,
i planted rows of peas and by the first week of July
they should have come up to my knees but they were maybe ankle high.
take the fingers from your flute to weave your colored yarns
and boil down your fruit to preserves in mason jars.
now the books are overdue and the goats are underfed.
the trap i set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
you're a door without a key, a field without a fence.
you made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since.
if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun
like two pennies on the train track the train crushed into one.
but if i'm a crown without a king, if i'm a broken open seed,
if i come without a thing, then i come with all i need.
no boat out in the blue, no place to rest your head
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
i do not exist. only you exist.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
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