come home, moon.

Everyone is gone.  My parents went to visit friends for a few days and Henry went to visit his dad until January 1.  I was supposed to go visit a friend but instead we decided to take a few days to figure out what we are doing.  It's time to decide to shit or get off the pot, I suppose.  What does that mean for me? 

Extreme quiet.

I just took the clock off the wall because the tick tocking was driving me coconuts.  It's so quiet I almost miss the wailing of Barbaro Garbey.  Almost. 

Last night Henry and I looked for the moon.  It was behind a cloud and Henry was most disappointed that we had turned off all the lights in the house and still couldn't see it.  I could tell it wasn't a big cloud so I told him we'd probably be able to see it soon.  We stood at the window for a few seconds and Henry said, "Moon.  Come home, moon."  And then lo and behold, the moon came out from behind the cloud.  He had big smiles and I had big smiles and I told him the moon came home just for him. 

I love this kid and can't wait for 2013.  I know big things are in store for us.  He just needs to come home.

merry christmas eve.

I'm sitting here at the table listening to Henry "wash" dishes in the sink.  He would stand at that sink all day if I let him.  Since it's almost Christmas, he gets to play in the water longer than usual.  I have been looking forward to Christmas my entire life but now that it is here I find myself exhausted and wanting to skip all of it.  At the same time, I am looking forward to sharing all the excitement that Christmas morning brings with Henry.  Unfortunately, he is sick so I'm not sure we should go around family and friends and infect everyone with what he has.  It might be nice to have Christmas, just the two of us.  We are beginning many family traditions, he and I, maybe this could be the beginning of another. 

Henry found the soap so I have to go clean up before we both slip on the floor and kill ourselves. 

Merry merry merry and bright!

family portraits.