It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look.....To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts. Henry Thoreau
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Dylan is 17 today!
There....I said it.
This is another tough birthday for me.
Somehow turning 17 volts you from the *child* stage to the *graduation, college and many other adult-type activities are looming just a year from now* stage :).
Ahhhh-- wasn't he just dressing up in his Robin Hood costume and shooting plastic arrows just a while back? Sitting at the piano in Sweden in his blanket sleeper singing his heart out a few years ago? ( He was only a year old!) Riding in the wagon with next brother Noah ( and people asking if they were twins) ?
I refuse to say * time flies* because I know it is such a cliche ( but I said it anyway, didn't I? :)
Happy Birthday our dear son. You are a joy and make us SO proud!
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Streams of consciousness from a mother of 10 who usually can't collect her thoughts and finds commas a nuisance.
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Happy Birthday, Dylan!
God bless you,
Aunt Alice
(miss you guys!)
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