Sunny

 I miss writing. Since Lucas has come I haven't had time to sit down to think about how to combine words in order to describe this world we are hurtling through. every moment carries millions of sensations and impulses that, in turn, create thoughts and actions. The complexity, the majesty, the sheer amount of information collected by our senses is immense but somehow it all blurs together as soon as the moment passes. It's hard to slow down enough to keep track of my own senses, let alone write about them, and now I get to keep track of Lucas' senses too. I watch him discover the way his fingers move in space, the way a metal cup sounds as it hits the table over and over again; the way the sun shines through the window in stripes, a ribbon of light that looks like you could touch it's path through the air, but is only tangible in its warmth; the sound of a siren. And I think, I want to capture it all, marvel at it, sit with it, blog about it. But even so, his 7 months have flown by, as my soon to be 28 years have.

It's warm and sunny today. Lucas and I walked to the bible study I am going to on Wednesday mornings to learn how to parent the heart of a child. I had to take off my second layer, the sun warming my back. Lucas is leaning on his arms now as he turns around to grab things or look for sounds. Yesterday David came home and ran his fingers through my hair. Lucas, laying between us, reached up and grabbed my hair tenderly and watched his fingers go through it. It was a precious moment... one that I want to freeze forever in words. He is picking up every cue and look and expression we make. It's daunting and empowering, even scary. 

 Since Lyd has moved into her own place, we don't see as much of each other. Saturday we got to do nothing together... mundane daily things that are more fun with a sister.... like sitting on the couch in the sun drinking tea, and going grocery shopping. On the way there I discovered some bright red lipstick in my purse and we decided to spice up our shopping trip. Eyes were drawn to us in the store - red lips are a rare sight in sitka. Beware of those vixens in red lipstick... on the loose at sea-mart!

Well, Lucas is up. time for more miraculous moments to fly by...