Tonight's picture was taken in April of 2005. Mattie was three years old and we took him to Bunny Land at Butler's Orchard (in Maryland). Mattie always had a great time visiting this farm and he was excited to participate in their Easter Egg hunt. Before going on the hunt, we stopped for a photo in front of this Bunny made out of hay!
Quote of the day: The death of my own son has made me more sensitive. It’s made me more compassionate. ~ Rick Warren
It may have been my dad's 88th birthday today, but it was NOT a good day for me. Not for one particular reason, but MANY, that add up to being FED UP on every level.
I started my day again at 5:30am (NOT my hour!). If I don't there is no way I can meet everyone's needs. My mom had a salon appointment in the city at 10am. Which meant that I needed from 5:30am onward to feed and medicate Sunny and Indie, get showered and dressed, make breakfast, clean up on the first floor, wake my dad up, make their bed, clean my dad's bathroom, shower and dress him, and get him downstairs for breakfast. On these early mornings, the stress I particularly have is herding both of my parents out the door. My mom is scattered and takes forever to get it together and it is stressful constantly giving her count downs to leaving.
Before driving to the city, I tried to make a celebratory atmosphere at breakfast and wrapped gifts for my dad. After dropping him off at his memory care center, I drove into the city. It was a 40 minute drive back and forth and parking in the city always makes me neurotic, when I have my mom in tow.
From the salon appointment, I went to pick my dad up at the memory care center and then came home to let Sunny out and fold laundry and unload the dishwasher. An hour later, I got my parents back into the car, and we took my dad out to dinner.
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