The Dime

Bodhi ate a dime the night before we went on vacation in San Diego. I've never been so worried. I imagined it getting stuck somewhere in his body. I made the mistake of Googling "dime, baby, eat" and got myself so freaked out by the stories and images, I couldn't sleep. I thought about taking him to the airport and using a wand scanner over his body to see what they found. My uncle is an emergency doctor in La Jolla and he just kept calling to see if Bodhi "made change yet." Nobody was taking this seriously enough. My husband had to carry around plastic gloves to inspect every ounce of poop to see if it passed. This was particularly embarresing in public places. The fifth day arrived. After five days it is strongly suggested that you take the child into the emergency room for more aggressive dime removal techniques. Tensions were high and we chose the Wild Animal Park for our entertainment that day. I was with Porter on the merry-go-round, my mom and Bodhi were eating popcorn or something. That's when my husband found the dime. He was so excited and so relieved he started yelling for me to come over where he was, waving his plastic gloves and the diaper saying "I found it, I found it." I was ecstatic and joined in his enthusiasm while passer-by's walked slowly by.

Mom, I'm happy

I was getting the boys dressed this morning and Porter said, "Mom, I'm happy" and then Bodhi chimed in "I'm happy too mom!" I said "wonderful because it is my goal in life to make sure that you are happy!" I hadn't realized that before really. All my decisions about them are all made with the intention that they grow up to be happy, confident, strong, healthy, and light-hearted men capable of loving and being loved.

I made them some oatmeal and pulled out a new toy for them to play with, a big box of legos handed down from cousin Bruce. The got so excited! Later Porter said that he loved being here in our house. Success.

Then they dressed up in their polar fleece, (today was the first day of frost) and went to play outside in the sun on the grass. Bodhi pushed Porter all over the lawn in the tricycle. Porter just pointed to where he wanted Bodhi to push him and he said, "o.k."

La Jolla cove

I brought my kids to La Jolla Cove last year. My good friend Kathleen took a few great pictures of us at the magic hour. I have so many wonderful memories on the grassy cliffs that lead down to the sheltered beach that was my summer playground. I wouldn't come out of the water for hours. Snorkeling, snacking, sunbathing. Ocean swimming was my passion. Someday I wish for the four of us to run crashing into the water, laughing and splashing in the sun. I want to stroll the shores with ice cream cones at sunset. Blessed be.