Seriously, your boychild is a GIANT.

You might think - but partly that's the shoe size (5 already). Actually he's pretty much the same size as other 9 y.o.s in his class.

JZ is the Jilliest! Except for Jilli, of course.

Jilli is an inspiration to us all.

How tall is he, Hec?

((vw)) My thoughts are prayers are with you.

I will be on and offline tonight. I'm sitting up with grandma. She's in the next room and sleeping almost continually. The skies are dark and crying. I don't think it will be long now.

{{{Cass}}} Easy passing ~ma to your grandmother. It's so good of you to be there for her.

Cass, I really feel for you. That's a really tough situation. Much peace for you and your grandma. Also for vw's step-grandma.

I am remarkably at peace tonight. I got all of my sobbing (at least for the moment) out of the way before I said goodbye to him. I have used smudge stick and prayer for cleansing and renewal, as well as clarity and peace. I also bought a mini deck of tarot cards and got several interesting readings. Although I'm no expert and I only bought the cards tonight, 3 separate readings kind of led to the same conclusions. I think. I also spent hours in the bookstore looking over new resources for personal (and career) development. Now if only I could have been as productive with my living space as Kristin!

Apparently the word of the day is peace.

Call me if you need me, Cass. I'll leave the ringer on.

Easy passing to her, Cass.

How tall is he, Hec?

I think he's about 4' 4" now, though he's sprouted up so much in the last year that it's hard to keep track.

Hugses for Cass, d, and everyone else who wants 'em.

Sammie just wrestled a magenta mouse and then stared at it. Then cried out to me, picked it up with her mouth, and brought it closer to me and dropped it, then looked at me again.

Too cute. I had to reach out and skritch her head and around the neck.

Damn cats know what buttons to push, don't they?

Wasn't very successful button-pushing on Sammie's part: What she wanted most was for you to pick the mouse up and throw it for her. It's like fetch only with less slobber.

I also send good wishes to all of those (and their families) who are in need of them.

Andi, that's what I told Daniel in LJ. That's one of TC's favorite games, he'll dribble a ball or wrestle a mouse up to your feet and wait for you to toss it so he can chase it. Non-slobbery fetch is a good description. Of course, he often gets distracted and wanders off in the middle of a fetch...

Cass, I'm thinking of you, her, and your family. vw, you too. Candle is lit.

Hec, I look at your bookshelves and smile. If one of those Clean Sweep types were to threaten my books, I'd commit a capital crime. They're free to have at my closets though. And DH's office, they'd have free rein in there, too.

I haven't mentioned it here, but I think a lot of you know that our younger son moved back in with DH and me in the spring. He's integrated well, he's working on establishing a home-based business and trying to get his life back together. I'd forgotten, though, how very nice it was when it was just DH and me, until he went down last week to help his brother pack up some stuff.

Yep, our elder son will be moving back in with us too, probably this week, and hopefully short-term, because he'll be sleeping on the living room couch, with all his belongings in storage.

This parent stuff is hard.