When my mom told me today was the five year anniversary of my grandfather’s death, I was more sad, shocked, and disappointed with myself that I had more or less forgotten, than stunned by the fact that it’s already been five years. I forget that while he was still alive, our lives were very much different.
I’m proud of my ladies. Creating a child is one of the gutsiest things you can do. We’ve got two babies en route to the world very, very soon (notice how I use “we” as if I’m doing any of the work?). Then I’ll be aunt to three!
When I was in LA recently using forced vacation time by staying with Anthony, I asked him to draw me. So he did while I was asleep. He nailed the open mouth breathing / drooling part.