Manners Day

Unspoken Resilience

Puzzle pieces, scattered and broken,
Her mind is like a puzzle left unspoken.

Fifty as a child. A hundred as a tween. 

Two hundred as an adult, it seems now to be! 

Her brain struggles, a routine no one can see.

Her pain I can feel, anchors my heart to hers. 

Wash, rinse, repeat...the same old song we sing. 

Yet her coy smile pushes my patience to do its thing. 

Though her mind is a haze, 

Her voice is now loud, her spirit ablaze.

A fighter, a warrior, one day at a time. 

Her strength I'd love to share, with all sometime! 

Puzzle pieces, scattered and broken, 

But her spirit remains forever outspoken. 

Her will to push on, her strength to fight, 

A beacon of hope in the darkest of night.

-Her mom

Fat Bozo!

This pic needs no words! 

Spring-break cabin fever!

 So a trip to the arcade was in order! 

Emma turned 12!!!

The theme of this year's party was horses, and the color scheme was lavender. I was happy to see that all of my daughter's friends this year were able to attend. However, only one of them stayed until the end. The same friend who stayed overnight and we dropped off that evening.  

The candle that burnt the cake!