Tonight's picture was taken in November of 2003. It was around Thanksgiving time and we took Mattie to Boston to celebrate the holiday with Peter's parents. While there, we took Mattie to an indoor playground. One of the areas had miniature golf. Peter was hoping to share this love with Mattie, but as you can see Mattie had his own way of playing. He was fascinated with the balls going into the holes, and was making up his own rules on the turf.
Quote of the day: Just as it is impossible to explain childbirth to a woman who has never given birth, it is impossible to explain child loss to a person who has never lost a child. ~ Lynda Cheldlin Fell
The farmer, Angela, who I bought the turkey from, sent me a message today, asking me to consider doing a FaceBook post on her and the farm. So below was my creation of thanks! We are weekly customers of Angela's and she appreciates her loyal customers by giving us discounts and she even throws in smoked pig ears for Sunny! Which he LOVES!!!!
Tomorrow is my mom's birthday and I am taking them to a special birthday celebration as well as high tea at the Ritz on Sunday. It all sounds lovely and I know my mom will enjoy it, but managing my dad on these outings is becoming very difficult. Case in point, before I served dinner tonight, I took him to the bathroom, in hopes that there would be no bathroom runs during dinner. Forget it! Thirty minutes into eating, he had to go to the bathroom. Not really to do anything, but he has conditioned himself that he needs the bathroom urgently while eating. I don't write about this often, but I need peace while eating. This jumping up and down to meet my parent's needs causes me issues with digestion. Two days in a row, I did not know whether dinner was going to come up or go down. There is never down time, and though I spoke to my dad about these bathroom crises, it is a lost cause. He is no longer rational or intact to process anyone else's feelings or needs. It is truly, truly a sad commentary.
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