Monday, February 21, 2011

It's Like Jessica Gave Katie Her Daughter's Kidney to Save Katie's Daughter But Really To Save Katie...

Jessica and Katie have lots of toys. But they each have one particular baby that goes everywhere with them and that they can not sleep without. Jessica's baby is a rabbit named Clarice. If you know our family you have met Clarice. Katie's baby used to be in the form of a bear/blanket but the bear lost it's head long ago and she didn't care one bit. This baby (now just a scrap of material) is named Sophie. If you've met our family, chances are you've met Sophie as well. It is a my worst of nightmares that somehow we will lose either Sophie or Clarice. They've been left on the lawn, in parking lots, thrown out the window onto busy streets, lost in laundry, playrooms, cars etc. But we've always found them. It's sometimes taken hours, but they've always turned up somewhere. Even the fridge. If I had a nickle for the minutes I've spent of my life looking for them (primarily Sophie) I'd be a rich rich woman. But that's not what this story is about.

As I said, Sophie lost her head awhile back. Since then, it's been a downhill road for the old girl. She's literally coming apart at the seams. Katie is rough with her and doesn't take very good care of her so it's not wonder she is torn and tattered. Katie has always comforted herself to sleep with Sophie in a very particular way. She sucks her left thumb and then flicks the silky tag attached to Sophie's border with her other hand's finger. She closes her eyes and sucks that thumb and flicks that tag and you can just see she is in utter bliss. Jessica on the other hand is much more gentler with Clarice. She's needed some repairing on her head lately and one of her bunny ears needed a patch job but other than that, for being six years old and going through what she's gone through...the bunny is aging well.

They went to Grammie and Papa's this past weekend. I got a call from Katie letting me know that Grammie had gotten out some needle and thread and was fixing Sophie and Clarice. I was glad because Sophie's tag was starting to unravel and I had no idea how to keep it from completely coming off. I knew it would not last another two weeks and I had no idea what we were going to do. Fortunately for all of us, Katie informed me that Jessica had given Sophie Clarice's tag and Grammie had taken it off of Clarice and sewed it onto Sophie.

You guys, I seriously cried. Mike cried too. Jessica was so excited to give Sophie Clarice's tag. I told her it was super nice of her and she said "aw Mom, that's what sisters are for!" Which of course made me cry harder. I love these girls. I love how much they love each other. I love that Jessica even thought to give Katie her baby's tag. They take such good care of each other.

Please God. Let me remember this day when they are 14 and Jessica wore Katie's best shirt and got it dirty and they are rolling around on the floor pulling each other's hair out. Please let me remember that Clarice donated a vital part of herself to Sophie and that someday it will be good again. And maybe if they could just skip pre-teen and teenage years all together and jump to having sense, being responsible and liking me that would be awesome. Amen.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Dearest Mike Meeker,


Dearest Mike Meeker Lover Of My Soul...

Thank you so much for coming home last night with a bag of assorted treats for me and your other two girlfriends. Did you ever think when you were teased in junior high about being Mike Meeker the Geeker Seeker that someday you'd have three beautiful, smart, successful girlfriends who worship the ground you walk on? It probably feels pretty good.

Anyhoo...last night, you melted my heart when you appeared at our humble abode carrying the things we need to make us feel special and cared for in exactly your perfect way you do. First, the diflucan for me was so needed. If I didn't get some relief soon, I might have considered voting my lady parts off the island. Then out of the same bag you surprised the girls with two clam shells of fresh strawberries from some south american farm which you called "magic strawberry land that gives us strawberries in the winter". They looked and smelled just perfectly red and strawberry-eee. We promptly cleaned them and divided them into two bowls for the girls. Then I got out the spray whip cream and did a whole routine of whip cream dancing and filling strawberry hulls that the girls found charming. They were so glad for the berries. You also saved dinner by delivering Carl's Junior to all of us. But because you are so cool, you let us eat our strawberries first. You and Jessica chowed on chicken strips and katie and I enjoyed a messy burger. It obviously wasn't the best choice for dinner, but these days are not what I'd call strong work in the kitchen so we were so grateful for the meal. You also put on sweats and climbed into bed with me and watched Surrvivior with me and totally engaged me a conversation about how much we LOVE Boston Rob. He's the best player ever. Then, you put the girls to bed with stories and prayers and left me to fall asleep in our room and rest.

You basically, swooped in and saved the day. Sort of like a super hero. And you had spent the day saving people too. When you think about it you are the closest thing to a super hero we have here in this cynical old world.

Thank you for loving me first and leaving room in your heart to fall madly in love with Jessica and Katie. We are all madly in love with you too. For different reasons. Katie loves your sensitivity, your animated way of speaking, that you watch her performances and compliment her on her hair and jewelry. Jessica loves that you do math together, snuggle on the couch together, play heroes game together, play computer together, play fort and that you are her soul mate. I love that you are the best dad in the world that you love me good and bad and that you get that I am doing my best. Even if my best is not very good.

Thanks for loving us and saving us and being there for us and working so hard and swooping in to make us feel special. We adore you.

A,K&J