1. The great outdoors. Oh sweet mercy, I love being outside so much. We have our “cabin-fever” months during the summer, where it’s truly too hot to spend much time outside. In the fall and winter, the weather finally cools down enough to let you breathe. It’s simply heaven.
2. Its the little things. It’s been a week of collecting small happy thoughts to get through tough spots. Here are a few of mine… This great teaser popped up for Into the Woods this week. This was THE musical of my childhood summers and car trips. We had a VHS of the original broadway cast and MY GOODNESS I can’t wait for the movie. The casting, the styling… it all looks perfect. Another happy thought was the new OK GO video. We love their videos. All of them. And, very best of all, pictures of my newest nephew. He’s perfect. And I love him.
3. The importance of being earnest. We’ve decided that if Sophie is a kitten, Milo is a puppy. For Sophie’s finicky ways and unpredictable moods with selective snuggling, Milo gets full-body excited to see you, forgives easily, and feels one emotion at a time with his whole heart. He’s so very earnest. He’s completely fascinated with whatever he’s doing, but his attention can flick from one shiny thing to another. If he’s mad, he is 100% rage. If he’s hungry he’s HUNGRY. But if it’s love, he loves hard. He’s loyal through and through, and I love that about him.
4. Sophie had two really great days this week. It’s been a while since she’s had a day where her body lets her just be. The only thing I can liken it to is the descriptions I’ve heard of caregivers to Alzheimer’s patients. There are rare days where that person is alert, aware, and lucid. Their memory is cooperating, their personality is showing, and they’re just really there. I know that Autism and Alzheimer’s are vastly different, but Sophie’s body is often at war with her, sending bad signals, incomplete messages, or running unnecessary interference. There were two days this week where she was really free. Her body was at peace enough that I could see her. Her eyes were clear, she was happy and curious and present. She could communicate more clearly, and her happy little personality was shining through. Those days keep me going through the harder ones, and I really needed them. They were two really wonderful little miracles this week.
5. A day with Grampa. One of those days was Saturday, when my dad was in town a day early for a business trip and got to be with us. We walked around a lake, went to the park, visited a pumpkin patch, and took family pictures. The kids were in heaven–Sophie got to meet “Elsa,” Milo got to ride a little barrel train, and both kids chose pumpkins–Sophie’s a “baby princess pumpkin” (pie pumpkin), and Milo a squat pumpkin that weighed half as much as he did. I can’t WAIT to get the family pictures back, even if Milo could hardly have been less cooperative. C’est la vie, eh?
Happy weekend, dear reader! Wishing you a safe and happy Halloween! Fingers crossed that I can snap a few pictures of Ariel and Nacho Libre to share with you for next week.