Our friends Byron, Elke and Skyler, loaned us season 1 of Fraggle Rock and I couldn't help but notice the resmeblance between the cute little Doozers and my cute little Mae.
"Chase your cares away Worries for another day Let the music play Down in Fraggle Rock..."
(or something to that effect) I concur on the Doozer semblance, now that I see the pictures back to back. If Mae decides to go into the construction trades, send her my way! She would look cute in a hardhat. ;)
The weather was beautiful this weekend and we were fortunate enough to have plans for the beach. We stayed at a beach house in Manzanita Oregon with grandpa and grandma Clark and Auntie Kealie and her boyfriend Chris. We came back from one of 3 trips to the beach today and stopped for some ice cream. Jonah pretty much stole my ice cream and had a wonderful time doing so. He is a happy kid. I love this little boy so much.
I have no plans to hold my baby up as the next savior, there already seems to be plenty of others out there right now saying so about themselves (type Bush and Messiah in google and be stunned) and I am pretty certain that Bhudda, Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., Ghandi, Mohammed, Cesar Chavez, Subcomandante Marcos and many others I am neglecting would never have said so about themselves. Anyway, the title of this post is because of what little Jonah has brought to our world in less than a week of life outside the womb. For me, religion went hand in hand with giving thanks. I don't practice the religion of my youth but haven't forgot that "giving thanks" was a part of life either. However, seeing Jonah breath, flail, cry, poo, eat and generally struggle to understand this new world has made all of the things I am and have been thankful for over my life flood into my thoughts. So, in a way my little Jonah, and each life, new and old, has the ability to make someone t...
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"Chase your cares away
Worries for another day
Let the music play
Down in Fraggle Rock..."
(or something to that effect)
I concur on the Doozer semblance, now that I see the pictures back to back. If Mae decides to go into the construction trades, send her my way! She would look cute in a hardhat. ;)