Wednesday, September 25, 2013

I Don't Know Shit, Version Fifty-Eight Thousand

Holy crap! Did I just manage to post a video? If so, someone needs to alert Ripley's. Anyway, if I did manage to post a video, it's of Owen using an exercycle in a new and effective way. Also, it shows off his legs to great advantage. His long, skinny legs. The ones he inherited from his grandfather.
Which sort of makes it sound as if he had another pair or two around which of course he doesn't.

It is pouring rain here and the sky is bright as a new dime.

What's that all about? I have no idea. Man, I don't understand anything any more. Not. One. Damn. Thing.
I'd go into more of an explanation but I just don't have the heart. It's Death? Life and death? Like that.

I had a great time with the boys. Owen was excited about his birthday party decorations and he drew about twenty new humans on bright pink paper to tape up to the walls.

So we're ready, folks. We are ready for this party. Well, we have to blow up balloons, but beside that, we're pretty much all set. Owen did have a rather large meltdown with dramatic sobbing because I would not tell him what I got him for his birthday. Gibson and I were rather amused. We kept giving each other looks like, "Oh, that Owen! He's such a funny guy!"
"Owen," I said, when he was in the midst of the drama, "I usually do just about everything you want me to, don't I?"
"Yes!" he choked out.
"Well, I am not going to tell you what I got you for your birthday and that is that."
Histrionics ensued.
He got over it.

There was Chex Mix today. And Sponge Bob. Here's Gibson, laid up in his Boppa's chair, munching.

The boy has some new dance moves and they are swively. He's also started putting words together and- another sure sign of development- he now screams, "MINE!" when Owen tries to take away whatever he's holding. 

So that's been my day. Life and death and poop and tears and birthday party decorations and remembering four years ago today when Lily had already been in labor for about thirty hours and still had about sixteen left to go. Maybe more than that. I will never get over being proud of her for the way she hung in there. She was a force of nature and I don't know why I was surprised. She always has been and she always will be. She is a strong, amazing, beautiful mama and her sons are proof of that. 
And I have to point out that Jason hung in with her, every moment, and I couldn't be more proud of him either. Not only for the way he was there for her in labor but for the father he's turned out to be. 

Four years of this adventure and every day is some new reason to be proud, to be amazed. 

To love. 

Of that I am certain.

Everything else? Hell, I do not know shit. And that is all right. 

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. Look at those legs go! He reminds me of a baby giraffe.

  2. You do too know shit - you managed to post a video that you made!

    Oh MerMer, it is so very hard to wait to find out what the gifts are.

  3. Too bad I cannot see the video - it is just a blank space on the screen on that place in your post? I can imagine the cuteness. Gibson looks awfully comfy in that big chair. I guess at 4 waiting to know what Mer-Mer got him for his birthday must be hard but he'll know soon enough. Is the party Saturday? Sweet Jo

  4. That video was effing hilarious. And you, I love you, you know. I do. And those boys are lucky guys, for you, your daughter and the beautiful men in their lives.

    May Owen have a grand birthday.

    X Beth

  5. I really can't wait for this party to start. I'm serious! I can't wait!

  6. LOL -- It's a video! Woo hoo!

    It's so funny to be sitting here in London watching Owen use an exercycle in a new and effective way, as you said.

    Hope the party goes well. Good for you for holding out on revealing the gifts. If that's the only thing that boy has to cry over, he's got a pretty sweet life!

  7. Birdie- I know!

    Jill- I know. I do know. But there was no way he was getting mine early. As hard as that was.
    For both of us.

    Sweet Jo- I'm so sorry you couldn't see the video. Damn. I wonder why.
    The party will be this evening. His actual birthday.

    Ms. Fleur- Thanks!

    Beth- I know! Those long leggies. I think his birthday will be magnificent. In a four-year old way.

    Elizabeth- I'm sure it's already started at his house.

    Steve Reed- Amen on the sweet life!

  8. So many hours of labor. Wow and ouch. Glad that Owen emerged and both were okay. The video is great.


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