Dogs Days of Summer have forced Mr. Jean Claude Pawpaw's intoperfecting his yoga practice. Of this, I am so proud. I am probably one of the few that can honestly say that when we do "downward facing dog" it's more literal than just the name of the pose.
Tornado "EMMA" ripped through my house today. In her wake I have macaroni ground in to the carpet, refrigerator magnets strewn across the kitchen threatening a sprained ankle, discarded toys cluttering my closet floor, garden seeds are everywhere that I look and puddles
of unrecognizable substances are drying on every surface. But the upside of this chaos was the genuine hug at 8 AM this morning when she entered and the spontanious kisses on my arm when she became overwhelmed with delight and could not contain it.
Her laughter and amazing light of being is a my biggest joy.
No one ever warned me that becoming a Grandma would be the most enlightening experience yet in my life. At 16 months, this child has taught me more than the first 47 years have offered.
There's something to be said for that.............
However I am at a loss for words. I have to clean the kitchen.
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