Time flies...

Over a week since I last posted! That has to be some kind of record outside of those times when I was 'officially' taking a break. I live in awe of the mom bloggers, especially those single mamas, who are able to keep up with everything online. For now, I am not one of those mamas. I am still scanning posts and keeping up best I can but the time for comments and witty posts is just not there right now. No complaints from me, my girl is my priority. Still, I miss keeping up like I used to.

I have to shout out a huge CONGRATS to T&J who finally have their beautiful Emerson Grace in their arms. There is nothing quite like that moment...nothing. I am so glad they know what I mean by that now.

Around here, the week flew by as I prepared to pack up my babe and my parents and set the wheels in motion for a VERY long drive to my niece's wedding on Saturday. I have to say my girl travels like a champ. She was smiley nearly the whole way there and back. Out of about 22hrs in the car she cried for 3 minutes and 38 seconds...yes, I timed it. She was amazing and I am grateful. It certainly helps that she really digs Grandma & Grandpa.

The wedding? Another story. It was a bit too overwhelming for her with a large number of people in her face wanting to hold her. That was fun to explain for time number 692. She and I stayed close (she was going velcro style) and most extended family were very respectful. But, it only takes a few goobers to throw things off course. I had to stand my ground and, fortunately, meltdown disasters were averted. Still, I feel like I drove a really long way to spend a lot of time in a hotel room ;0) Even so, it was worth it to be at my niece's wedding and know that my parents got to see their granddaughter get married.

C and I made a getaway by ourselves to stroll a beautiful park, swing and watch the geese for a while on Saturday morning...





Wedding time! All dressed and ready to go (ignore those peaches smeared all over the duvet ;0)



Why an empty church? It was a beautiful little place. But, ever try to take pictures of a moving wedding party while holding a squirming 15 month old and wearing high heels? I was never much with a camera anyhoo so that was way beyond my skill set ;0) Hopefully someone will be kind enough to email me candids of the actual wedding!



Now, we switch gears. On the way home we went to the Flight 93 Memorial in Shanksville, PA. It is Memorial Day after all and, to me, it is about more than cookouts. There is something very tangible in the wind on that hill. You can feel it in your bones. I am pleased that a more fitting memorial is in the works at this site. The everyday people on that flight stepped up and helped each of us continue to enjoy our 'every day' by heroically preventing even greater destruction on 9-11.

When we arrived there I helped my mom into her wheelchair and placed my wee one on her lap. We wheeled across the gravel to see the memorial when a sudden cloudburst let loose. We were all drenched in the sudden pouring rain but no one cared. Even my daughter did not cry. She was completely saturated but she just sat with Grandma as Grandpa and I stood near. She didn't utter a peep. It was a moment that made me take notice. The rain was gone as quickly as it came. We headed on our way with a rainbow in sight.










There are only two ways to live your life. The one as though nothing is a miracle. The other as though everything is a miracle. - Albert Einstein

Certainly my daughter helps me choose the latter every single day.

Enjoy.