Meg

9.3

As I put my sweet baby girl to bed after a looong day, snuggling with her in her new "big girl bed", I found a stray eyelash on her cheek. Maybe I'm alone in this, but for as long as I can remember I have been superstitiously transferring these from one finger to another...and if I blow the lash off while making a wish, "they" say it will come true. I tried wishing this was a 2007 Screaming Eagle - or that I could magically be beamed onto David Lentine's Napa trip for the night (ha!). Alas, no such luck. Seriously thou, with my kids' lashes, I have always wished the same thing: "may you have a wonderful life." But I made this addition: "may you always have the courage to be yourself." #inthistogether #overturnHB2 #onlylove — 8 years ago

Meg

9.2

Sometimes I'm not sure if being a parent, or a human, is a comedy or a tragedy. Hilarious one minute, a series of highs and happiness, frustrating the next. Such is the dichotomy of life. I choose to embrace the former, only, always, and find ways to laugh (benevolently) as much as possible. Today a Beamer almost swiped a friend of ours in the grocery store parking lot. Let's just say he retaliated. I explained to my son that a guy was flying thru the parking lot and almost hit our friend. He asked, "did he have a cape?" 😉 and hence, a tense situation is brought back down to earth by a 4yr old #believeinthegood #onlylove — 8 years ago