Sunday, April 25, 2010

Ridley's First Soccer Game

Saturday was Ridley's first soccer game. She had a blast playing a new sport with new kids. Her team even won! Here's a video of Ridley's very first soccer goal ever!

video

The teams were so cute! I can't get over how funny a soccer game made up of 4 year olds can be!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

I want time to turn around.

I miss my babies.

They can't be babies forever, I know.

But,

I miss my babies.

I cannot believe that Ridley will start kindergarten in 5 months.

Ugh.

I cannot believe that Harper stopped saying "Ree-ree".

Ugh.

I feel like I've been punched in the face every day for the last 2 weeks with all the strides my babies have made.

I'm a wreck.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

A Story You Have Heard Before

He found me in high school, it's a
Story you have heard before, of
Sunlight and the hope for something more
And friendship turns to passion, like some
Bird that learns to fly
There is no time for the chance to wonder why

So kiss my eyes until I get to sleep
With promises we knew we could not keep

He said stand up, make some sound
Try to let them see
Throw your histories to the ground
Set all your prisoners free
He stands back to sigh
This impossible goodbye

Now who can show the moment when
Commitment goes astray?
Does my mind still so entwined in yesterday
Strung out my emotions, like some
Loving puppeteer
But these strings are not as light as they appear

I came a thousand miles to see his eyes
He met me with this new, aloof disguise

This fear tastes like a rusty knife
A chocolate bar's tinfoil
Love tastes like it's soaked in life
Anger, blood and soil
He stands back to sigh
This impossible goodbye

Well, I am witness to his soaring soul and my
Am I another souvenir that he must leave behind?
With light that sings, the ice, these wings, my bonds untie
I think I see some open sky

He said stand up, make some sound
Try to let them see
Throw your histories to the ground
Set all your prisoners free
This fear tastes like a rusty knife
A chocolate bar's tinfoil
Love tastes like it's soaked in life
Anger, blood and soil
He stands back to sigh
This impossible goodbye

We both start to cry
It's this impossible goodbye

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