everyday, but so little of it is caught, recorded, documented in any way. Just memory, encoded on nerve cells, haunting the synapses. Too much work for one poor brain, and no backup. Gone is gone. So I should try a little harder to catch some of the vibrant life that runs through us, or that we run through, or whatever. Just us, a family, caught up in something.
Just heard back from NKU and there are still open spots in Astronomy Camp for Owen. He will probably love that. He has a fascination, come by honestly from me, for all things astronomical. This should be fun. Poor Emily won't get to go, since this is for 6-8 graders. I'll have to keep me eye out for something for her.
Baby Ursula grabbing her toes. Cooing. Making things approaching syllables. Woo woo.
Roby just getting bigger and bigger each day. Smart little guy. He loves to go anywhere I go. My little traveling buddy. My Sancho Panza. My Robin.
