Sunday, May 9, 2010

I love my mother.

It's Mother's Day in the US today.  Here in France I send my mother, Vera, the very best Mother's Day wish I can muster from thousands of miles away and in front of a virtual audience.  


My mother is the best mother
Anyone could ever wish for.
I know this because
I've watched her make sacrifices for me,
All of my life.

First, most important but only the beginning, 
She gave me life.

She was a thoughtful mother...
Which is something I appreciate now as an adult mother...
Trying to be conscious myself.

She is a loving wife,
She is a loving soul.

She is a wonderful Nana
to her grandchildren. 

She is passionate.
She loves the earth.
She loves nature and hiking. 
She loves sustainability.
She loves Goodwill. 
;-) 

She brought with her a heritage I am proud of 

Not only a fascinating history of Russian, Swiss and Welsh ancestry...

but  
A heritage of 
love
kindness
goodness of heart
positivity and optimism.

My mother loves to be healthy.
She loves to eat well.

She is my friend,
She is guileless,
She wishes the best for everyone,
from the mailman
to her children.

My mother is the best mother.
I know this because
she loves me
she knows me
and she still loves me.

My mother trusts me.
 And I believe she always has.

My mother has faith in me.
And I believe she always will.

I am a blessed and lucky woman
To have the best mother ever.

Happy Mother's Day, Mum! 


 Tash.

I love you. 

xo.

from France.

oh, that would be Paris.

;-)

see you soon!  

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

"Spring is here," said the bumblebee

This month

Elijah turns 3! 

we took the week 
to play...

here 
and there...

SO

come play.


"Spring is here," said the Bumblebee
"How do you know?" said the Old Oak Tree
"I spy yellow daffodills [or crocuses, as the case may be]...
Dancing with the fairies on the windy hill." 
[said the Bumblebee]

At
l-o-n-g
last,

we can go outside without a coat,
plant some crocuses without a chill,
take a bike ride
to Parc de Sceaux.

and so...

At
l-o-n-g
last,
we did!


Leading up to his 3rd birthday,

Goggles

have been his favorite toy of choice.

At first they went everywhere...
the store
the neighbors house
the park

and then it was...

to church

and eventually
...to bed!


While on one hand he is

contemplative
and a doer of
what all newly turned 3 year olds do:

picking up precious stones

from even stone buried-in-cement pathways

"...they MUST come out somehow!"

...to begging for someone to kick the ball with him!

And so of course,

we do!

Who wouldn't?



...and then it's time for a rest,

but only on Mummy, of course.