my little baby

Sweet Rohnin it has been nearly a year since this last post. You are approaching seven-years-old. That brings tears to my eyes immediately. You are in California with your dad. I miss you and I am so glad for the space. I need it because it gives me the time I need to work on all sorts of things-- like writing this! I had a meeting with your 1st grade teacher, Taylor. Papa was on speaker phone. She talked about how she is teaching you things in a wholistic, interest-driven manner. How your relationship to words and thoughts, phonetics is developing. I see and know that you are not really as finished as sometimes I think you are. That, while you have tendencies, you can surprise yourself because you are still so forgiving and full of innocent love. I want to nurture and protect this in you. I want to model this for you. Everything is forgiven in this moment. There is such a thing as right living. This I want to know.

Pepper Sleeps

We are turning a corner this day, I feel. Something is happening with puppyhood growing into little doggie phase. He is somehow more able to accept discipline and obedience. The incidcations are small and simple, but for the stressed mama, they are paramount. Rohnin is presently inhabited by Pepper, his alter-ego, the little puppy who is white with black spots. Sometimes he says, "you hurt the little puppy" or "this puppy really likes choclate ice cream." This moment, he is curled up in the puppy bed on the floor next to his bed. He made a very sweet little bed for Pepper and chose to sleep on the hardwood floors like puppies should.

Rohnin really wants to get a dog and he doesnt really understand why we dont have one. I say maybe when we get a house some day that is ours.