Man, there are so many things I want to share these days. So this is a real mixed bag, and lots of photos. I’ll explain as we go.
Back at the beginning of August, we went over to the Island to have a weekend at Mill Bay. Ross’ aunt was generous enough to let us stay with her – she lives in a private little cottage community right on the edge of the water. It was stormy most of the weekend. The reason we were there was to see a long time family friend – Kim – and it was a lovely and relaxing weekend. Kale had a running theme that weekend:
Although they both appear to be incredibly suspicious of me and my camera, and the instant they turn on the cute together, and I whip out a camera, they both flee, and I get blurry pictures. The best pictures are outdoors. I think I need a new camera if my only good shots come from the outside.
Note: isn’t that a sad, sad, sad little playground? One bouncy apparatus and two baby swings. There is also a climbing thing, but its for big kids.
We hit the Island again this past weekend, only this time it was north to Strathcona Park for a wedding. We stopped off at the Parksville Health Unit to say hi to some friends first, and although I’m sure its incredibly illegal of me to post this photo I took inside the building without VIHA’s permission, I’m a rebel and it’s cute. Kale was stunned when I raised up the boom of that little truck.
But the weekend was really about the wedding. So Saturday morning we headed north to Strathcona Park Lodge and the sun came out and the wedding was able to proceed on the beach. Afterward, there was a beachside appie hour and Kale played peekaboo around the benches:
I feel like I am finally coming up for air. I feel like I am finally getting some headway and falling into the routines of my life. The market is winding down and while that means I might need to do some extra shifts at my former full time position, I feel the pull of autumn and winter coming. The air is crisper, and my feet get chilly, and I’ve pulled out the mint tea, the down vest, and Kale’s fleecy. It’s been such a great summer.
Posted by Jen | Under Daily, Jen, Kale
Monday Aug 24, 2009
Kale was given a sweet little gee-tar for his birthday from his great-grandma. It goes with the awesome drum that his Nana gave him. These two items are some of the more popular items from Kale’s birthday gifts – and get heavy play with regularity. The little song that comes with the guitar, especially, is incredibly catchy and Ross and I both find ourselves humming along and singing the little tune. I often think about the woman who was hired to sing the little jingle, and I think about how many takes she must have had to do to make it suitably cheery for kids but still reasonably authentic, without veering off into Too-Husky-Land.
In any event, my friend Sharon popped by the other day with a gift for Kale, as she hadn’t been able to make it to Kale’s party, and she had also bought the Leapfrog Learn N Groove Guitar, and so last Wednesday, Kale and I headed over to Toys R Us to exchange it.
The third item in the set is a pair of maracas. One of them is empty, and is nothing more than a plastic maraca filled with something rattly, which is awesome in it’s own right. The other one is electronically controlled, and responds to motion to either count, say colours, or play random noises. Kale is pretty happy with the maracas – he likes shaking them and banging them.
I also bought Kale a little present I wasn’t planning on – a present from me to him. I saw it and I remembered this toy from my childhood – maybe it wasn’t my toy, but it was a toy I saw while young and a toy I remember fondly. I’m talking about the Chatter Telephone.
But this isn’t a post about what toys Kale likes. This is a post about packaging: how much and how annoying.
We got home from Toys R Us – and admittedly I don’t often shop there, but it was an exchange so there we were – and Kale was grousing from having been strapped in the car for as long as he had been, and he was careening around the house like he does, anxious to be a part of whatever fun thing I was obviously doing on the table. So it was relatively important that I reward him for being a happy go lucky monkey, and quick-like.
Chatter Telephone: 30 seconds. Slice through one piece of transparent tape. Open box, remove tissue paper. Hand toy to child.
Leapfrog Learn N Groove Maracas: 5 minutes. Slice through five separate pieces of transparent tape. Open box. Slide out cardboard insert. Undo four separate twist ties. Remove plastic wrapped advertising booklet. Remove plastic grommet / brackets from twist ties. Unthread twist ties from maracas. Remove small plastic tab from battery cover of toy. Turn on. Hand toy to child.
Jesus H Christ on a cracker. What is with the packaging? Why was all that necessary? I realize that part of it is for display, so that it doesn’t move and can handle childrens’ fingers poking and prodding. And I realize that some of it is for shipping – China is a long way away by boat and god knows there is a lot of wave turbulence the maracas have to undergo while crossing the Pacific. But seriously… is that much non-recyclable packaging and worse yet, advertising required in my box when I have already given them my money and don’t need to be convinced to buy more? Having been given three separate toys in the last few months made by Leapfrog I can safely say that they are all packaged that way. I’ve only ever purchased the one Fisher Price toy, so I can’t say with certainty that they are all as simply packaged. But I can also safely say that I’m definitely going to make my next toy purchase Fisher Price simply based on the past experience we’ve just gone through.
I have a friend, Harry, who was our photographer at our wedding. Harry is a great photographer, who captures some amazing candid shots at our wedding, including shots like this one:
In any event, Harry took one of the first great pictures of Kale. Like any new parents, Ross and I took about eleventy gazillion photos of Kale when he was nothing more than a blob of baby that did nothing but be cute and lie there and blink at the LIGHTS and the ACTION and the NON-WOMB he was in. Harry took this picture:
Since Kale’s become decidely… mobile, the amount of pictures we take has decreased a hundred fold. Primarly because ever single shot I take is blurry with our ghetto Sony camera. Ross’ work camera, a lovely little point and shoot Nikon, tends to take good pictures, but it goes to work with him and so all the cuteness I try and capture of film every day is blurry. if its not blurry, he is not doing anything especially interesting. A recent outtake:
In any event, my friend Shauna had a photo shoot done with Linda and Wally from WLK Photography a while back, and she told me that Linda and Wally were still looking for subjects to add to their portfolio of baby pictures. While I realize the Canadian Baby company is a pretty popular type of photo for babies, I don’t really care for them. I find their weird props and creepy poses too… adult. Different strokes, different folks and all that. Anyway, so after seeing the nice shots of Bonnie, I contacted Linda and asked about a photo shoot. She was still looking for subjects, so I signed us up for a free shoot and in June, a few weeks before Kale’s first birthday, we had a shoot at one of my very favourite places in New Westminster, the Japanese Friendship Gardens. This is actually one of the places I considered getting married at before we chose to have the wedding on the Island.
In any event, here is my favourite as a result of that shoot:
If there are any photos you’d like a print of, I’m going to be ordering some 4X6s from London Drugs, and a few larger higher quality ones from Wally and Linda. Just let me know if you want me to add something to your order.
And it should be noted that Harry (twitter is @harrypehkonen) is available for hire as s photographer if you need one for an event, and I’ll be asking him to photograph Kale some more sometime soon.
Posted by Ross | Under Kale, Movie, Ross
Friday Jun 19, 2009
This is Ross posting.
Over the last 2 weeks or so Kale has gone from letting go of whatever he’s holding onto for a couple of seconds to full-on taking 10 or more steps in a row. There’s usually some shaky steps, and he often has to stop in the middle to confirm his balence, but when he get’s going he is GOING. He’s also gone from sitting/crawling 80% of the time to standing/walking 80% of the time. It is especially interesting to watch him become fascinated with some toy of his, while he’s standing up, and he forgets that he’s standing at all! Then WHOMP; onto his butt (which he’d long ago mastered).
I was home last night alone with him and enticing him to come to me.
He really just wants to walk all over the place. If you pick him up while he’s stomping along, he’ll squirm until you put him down again or he’ll play ‘dead-cat’ by throwing his arms up and sliding out of grasp.
It’s pretty awesome to see how quickly he’s learning.
This past week I have spent almost every moment of non-Kale-interactive time working on the market, and I am so excited that it’s all coming together as well as I had hoped. I feel like I can breathe a tiny sigh of relief, as if the market were to start tomorrow, things are in place enough that it will go off without a hitch. All I’m doing now is fine-tuning, chasing payments, and making confirmations with various parties.
I’m scheduled to go back to work for my former employer as of tomorrow night – I’m working 3 hours each evening Mondays and Tuesdays after Kale is in bed – and it’s this item that I feel the least excited about in my life these days. I won’t say I’m dreading it, but I can say with absolute clarity that I am not looking forward to it the way I look forward to working on the market or caring for Shauna’s little girl and Kale’s best buddy Bonnie come September. Working for my former employer (I guess “former” is actually not the right word but my brain has ceased its thesaural duties for the day) is not the job I want, however, it will be regular, dependable income, and so I feel it’s in our best interest for me to do it. After my market contract is over, it will be a long winter financially speaking, until the market starts up again next year and I will be able to apply for the job again, and so I sigh, get over myself, and prepare for the familiar smells and sights of an office I spent the past 11 years in.
It’s not without challenges – I’ll have a new supervisor, and new duties, and as I have figured out watching Kale grow and develop, learning is tiring work. I’m thankful that we’ve been able to negotiate short shifts. I’m also sad as this week marks the beginning of more time away from home, less time in Kale’s presence, and while I think it’s important to get out of the house and enjoy being an adult woman with a social life and adult interaction, working by myself with a music player and headphones in front of a screen working spreadsheets is certainly not going to accomplish that. But, like I said, it will bring in some steady, reliable income.
Things are all clicking into place for me these days. As some of you know, I will be taking on the childcare for Bonnie, my friend Shauna’s daughter, upon Shauna’s return to work. Bonnie will be here three days a week, and I think having her here will be incredibly beneficial for Kale to have his friend with him some days of the week. It’s mutally beneficial both both Shauna and I that I will take on Bonnie, financially speaking. Shauna is slated to return to work at the end of August and her and I have agreed to this on a trial basis with a re-evaluation date in the future. I’m really looking forward to it.
I’m also going to be at the Farmer’s Market most Thursdays starting June 25th and running till October 8th with my tiny booth for Chai By Night. Although necessity is dictating that I haul all my gear (and Kale) to the market place in a wagon since Ross and I share our car and the market starts before Ross is generally off work, I’ve decided to make this a “thing” – a challenge for Chai By Night to be a low ecological footprint booth at the market. So even if Ross is able to work from home some Thursday afternoons, I will still use my wagon and haul my gear to the market and simply take advantage of Ross being home to perhaps leave Kale behind so I can work the market baby-free. I did a dry run of all the gear in the wagon this weekend and it’s going to work great. I have a few final details to complete for Chai By Night’s participation (along with more chai making!) and one of them is a banner. Originally, I had planned to order a vinyl banner off some internet company for about $50, but since I’ve decided to make this a eco-challenge for me, I’ve also decided I am going to make a fabric banner because vinyl is so icky. I need to find some recycled material that has red stars on it and intend to get to work sewing on that this week.
I’m in the last few details of going back to my former employer on a part time basis when my maternity leave runs out June 13th. About a month after I left, my boss semi-retired and took on another position within the company. A peer was promoted from within the company to his spot, and so now he’s officially my boss. I like him as he’s very professional, and he and I have been negotiated a part time position that will benefit both my employer and myself, allowing me a fairly flexible schedule a few evenings a week and one weekend day. Working a little bit for my former employer will ensure that Ross and I can afford for me to stay home, plus I don’t feel quite so pressured for Chai By Night and Usb0rne Books to take off in any particular way.
So things feel good.
As for Kale (sidenote: I booked our tickets to Calgary, and the ticket reservation agent repeated it all back to me, and she referred to Kale as Master Kale Arbo, and holy cow did that crack me up for some reason – I mean, he’s 10 months old! He doesn’t need a title yet!). Anyway, as for Kale, he just popped another tooth, bringing our total to 5, although I think tomorrow I will be able to post that there are 6 because I can see it RIGHT THERE. He’s become a bit of a vampire lately:
I also think – although who knows sometimes – that he’s trying to change to one nap a day so it’s been a bit well…. whiny here lately while we ride this out. But here is a happy moment (although slightly blurry):
I’ve got a couple of blog posts on the back burner, but the weather has been so nice I haven’t yet gotten around to adding photos, editing, etc. And as some of you pointed out, I need to do some template tweaking as more than one of you thought that previous post about mountain biking was written by me for the first few sentences until you realized it was actually Ross.
Also, last night, I thought I’d be HILARIOUS and Kale had an Orange Dinner:
A week ago, I made the comment to Mom that I was trying to blog three times a week. Gone are the days when I could post long diatribes on a daily basis, and quite honestly, I do miss those days. Now, I’m lucky if I can get my three entries for the week sorted out. You may have noticed my last entry was six days ago, so by the power of Math, I think we can safely say that I was unsuccessful in three entries a week. Boo hiss. Also, my friend Melanie recently posted about the idea of Mommy Blogging versus Blogging. Because, well, now that’s what I do – I’m a mom, and I blog, and my life more or less revolves around my kid, so uh.. it makes sense. I knew that I would be a Mommy Blogger when I was pregnant, and when Kale was born, we registered this new domain name and I closed and deleted my old haunts and while there are a few moments of nostalgia here and there (usually for the days when I swore freely on the old blog because I am trying to teach myself not to swear so much), I can’t say I miss those parts of my past.
I find it’s a little bit feast or famine – some days I can sit down at the computer and churn out tonnes of content for both this and the other blog I write at, so much content that I can schedule it’s posting throughout the week and then forget all about it. Other days, I’m lucky if the thought crosses my mind “ooh this would make a good blog entry.”
So what has been goin’ on here at Chez Arbo?
I guess the biggest news is that Kale is standing all by himself. When he is focussed on something (like, for example, holding as many pieces of food in his hands as possible) he forgets that he is supposed to hold onto something and can free-stand! Then he realizes he is supposed to be holding on and onto his butt he falls. But he’s standing!
Today I booked our flights to Calgary for Christmas to visit my brother Jim and his wife Loralie. It’s a good time for us to go – at 18 months, Kale will still be free to fly, and it’s a short enough flight that we deal with whatever his reaction is. Plus, the weather will be awesome – dry and cold and snowy, hopefully, instead of typical Vancouver rainy blah yucky. Jim and Loralie and I talked about booking a night at a rustic cabin (maybe Christmas Eve?) at a nearby ranch for a real “country Christmas”. I’m also going to be able to visit Melanie and meet her A. Door. A. Bull. daughter, Moira, and Ross and I can see our friends Mike and Helen, who were the couple whose wedding we all attended last month. I’d also like to try and see my friend Jennifer and her daughter Jade, as well as a visit up to Carstairs to see Pam, a friend from high school. For 7 days, we will likely be busy with many friends and lots of visiting and I am really looking forward to it.
This past May long weekend, we went to the Island for a planned surprise 60th birthday party for my stepdad, Rick. He was genuinely surprised, and it’s a testament to both my mom and my mother in law that this party happened hitch free. I started planning in back in September, people, but without the Moms, it never would have happened. They were the hostesses with the mostesses and it was all their effort that made me look good. The weather co-operated nicely, Kale was a superstar traveller (which we paid for tenfold last night when there was the TWO DANG HOURS OF SCREECHING AT 1AM – Ugh!), Mooki got a respite weekend at my folks’ place away from Kale, and I got a sunburn. Some pictures:
Mooki “guarding” the picnic table at Mom and Rick’s:
Mooki is not dead, nor is she hunting. She was asleep in the grass with no leash on – a novelty for her since we only have a paved patio for her to sleep on.
Kale’s latest obsession is grinding his teeth. This noise gives me the heebies to the point where I have found myself stuffing a piece of fabric in his mouth and asking him to chew on that instead. I can’t stand this noise. I am really hoping this obsession is over soon. Seriously. Gah. With his increased mobility, Kale has bailed a few more times than normal, and his face is now a lovely roadmap of bumps, bruises, and scabs. Awesome. I swear we are not beating our child. He does this to himself.
In any event, today is Mother’s Day. I sent “the grandmas” cards earlier this week and enclosed these photos, which I have been dying to post but haven’t been able to for fear of spoiling the surprise, but now I finally can!
This morning, the guys in my life presented me with a card and a box of the fanciest-fancy pants chocolate I have ever had. I almost don’t want to eat them. But don’t worry, I will. We’re going to go for a walk after Kale wakes up and has his lunch, and I’m looking forward to a relaxed afternoon.
I’m so grateful to have both Ross and Kale. I feel so humbled. Having a son with Ross makes everything in my life make sense. I love being a mama.
I’ve been a bit absent from Blogland these days, for a few reasons. One, that entry about Kale’s 9 month mark really took a lot out of me. And I know that sounds kinda lame, but seriously, there is no way I can write an entry like that monthly. NO WAY. So to those of you blogging love letters to your child on a monthly basis, you have my utmost respect. Besides not having a burning interest in blogging love letters to my child on a monthly basis (I also do not celebrate monthly anniversaries of any kind because I sort of think it’s hooey), I simply don’t find myself emotionally available for such entries on a monthly basis and lately, I will be perfectly honest, I don’t have the time.
Things I have utmost respect for now that I have Kale: single parents, and people who blog monthly love letters.
Also, I signed up to sell Usb0rne books, as some of you know, and I had my first party this past Friday and it was fun. I’m happy to report that I have made my minimum amount I had to sell in order to not get relegated to “customer” status, and so everything from now on is gravy. I’m not going to use this blog as a means to sell Usb0rne, except for one thing. I have now updated this page to include all of my little projects. So, if you are interested in Usb0rne, or Chai By Night, or anything else I mention, I will be sticking it on that page and that’s where I will keep all my little ventures, because the Arbolog is not a tool to sell my stuff, although hey if you buy it I won’t complain!
Did someone get a bit of sun that day? Why yes, yes I did.
Yesterday, my mom, (“Nana”) came for a quick visit and we walked uptown to get sunscreen for Kale. Now that the weather is changing and looking lovely (knock wood) Mr. Fair Hair is a hat-hater and so he now has to endure sunscreen being smeared all over his wee head. He seems to endure this much better than “Continual Hat Installation” which is a really fun game we play when we are outside where I put a hat on him and he rips it off his head. He has also mastered untying hat strings so sunscreen is where we are at. The fun part of sunscreen is that Kale has some fairly long wispy hairs, and sunscreen does an excellent job of acting as styling gel, so all those lovely wispy hairs get mohawk-ified and that just makes me laugh and laugh.
Do you find yourself making up words with your kids? Two words we have made up or modified are:
sleeperfied – the act of getting your jammies on. Often sung like “Testify! Testify!” a la gospel choir.
goy – as in “I’ve got a boy who’s goy goy goy”. This is the first “on purpose” sound Kale made to us, experiencing conversational turn-taking, and when he says it, it usually indicates he is getting sleepy and chill.
Today Kale and I are going to go for a walk in this gorgeous sun, and maybe check out the thrift shop for a toy he tried at the Family Place that he really really liked. It’s a pull up activity table thing and Fisher Price, Leapfrog, they all make one.
Kale is six months old yesterday.This was supposed to auto-publish yesterday, darn it.
Six months old is a huge milestone no matter who you ask. Books identify six months old as the start of toddlerhood and the end of being a newborn. I am stunned at the amount and range of emotions I have felt over this past six months. I am stunned at what Kale has accomplished and the person he has become. He has my eyes and my nose still, but other than that the baby who looked just like me looks more and more like his Daddy every day.
He is a mover and a shaker now. Kale has places to go and things to do and people to see. He has taught us we can no longer trust that he will lie still. He took a tumble off the couch the other day, and has slid off the bed and out of his bouncy chair once too. He has almost mastered getting his bum up in the air and can hold his front end up with ease, and its only in his sleep that he seems to be able to put the two together. He likes to roll, too, and what used to be a 2 minute diaper change is now a 10 minute baby wrangling fest. We’ve learned that we have to give Kale a diaper to chew on and wave around in order to get the 30 seconds we require to fasten his diapers.
He is Mr. Grabby Hands now, too. If he can reach for it, he wants it. If he can see it, he wants to reach for it. And if he can get it, it goes straight in his mouth. He sometimes scratches and pinches my face and when he is nursing, his arm NEVER STOPS MOVING. He loves Mooki – perhaps too much. If he can get close enough to her to touch her, he will grab at her fur and forget to let go. We’re trying to teach him “gentle”. I think that one will be used a lot in the coming months.
His favorite toys still includes the chip bag. We graduated to a different, more crinkly chip bag because the other one kept leaving red chip dust everywhere.
Other favorite toys are the rubber spatula, which he waves around like a scepter and gnaws on like a beaver; the round plastic disks my breast pump is meant to stand up on; anything cloth including shirts, dishcloths, his new feelie I made him, and especially his socks; and one of the few actual “baby toys” in his toy box, the Octoplush. Ahhh. the Octoplush.
A month ago, Kale started solids and we have worked ourselves up to once or twice a day now. He isn’t really keen on boring old rice cereal anymore, now that I have introduced him to peas, yogurt, carrots, cheerios, and Baby Num Num Crackers. He loves those and bites them off with gusto. He also has received a taste of carrots and celery boiled in turkey stock, then ground down and strained using my new manual food mill. He wasn’t totally sure what to make of the turkey flavour but was eager to eat. He loves loves loves banana.
We feed him with two spoons – one for waving around and pounding on his chair, the other for eating.
I also discovered that rice cereal is like freakin’ cement and had to pull out a knife and chip a dried blob off that I missed during clean up. Wow. Someone should market that stuff as a commercial adhesive.
This past two months has been the Time of Bad Sleeps for us. We’ve tried all sorts of things and I recently learned that Kale likes to sleep on his tummy. He sleeps easily and relaxed on his tummy, and he turns himself over if placed on his back. So I started just putting him to sleep there. He hasn’t been feeding as well at night as he used to – waking and screechy, but uninterested in eating and only wanting to be soothed and cuddled. His naps range from 20 minutes to 3 hours and there is absolutely no consistency, other than what time he seems to want them. I have a system now to get him to nap – we cuddle in the chair in his room for a bit, and I rock him or pat him or draw circles on his forehead, and I sing “You Are My Sunshine” to him. Sometimes I tickle him and we giggle and he offers me his sucky. Having this system is helping. Downside? I only know two verses of “You Are My Sunshine” and sometimes it takes 10 verses to chill him down. He is sleeping better this past week, but I am convinced that the Time of Bad Sleeps is closely related to the next most important topic in Kale’s life: teeth.
We have no teeth yet, but all sorts of teething pain. This kid is like Beaver Boy and will gnaw and gnaw and gnaw. I’ve had to cut off my fingernails really short because of all the gnawing he wants to do (and subsequent screeching that occurs when he bites down on a sharp fingernail). His gums are white and painful looking. His huge toothless grin, however, will be something I will miss desperately when the teeth finally arrive. It’s hard to get a picture of his huge big grin – he sees the camera and wants to grab it and eat it and the smile is wiped from his face and is replaced by the look of suspicion. I swear he really does have the most lovely big smile.
With the introduction of solids, I often wonder how long we will be breastfeeding for. Originally, I set my goal to breastfeed for 6 months and then re-evaluate. I was made to feel badly on more than one online forum and by at least one “expert” because I didn’t commit to a year right from the get go, or better yet, indefinitely or because I had the gall to use a pump and bottles. For me, it was about setting small obtainable goals. I had so many struggles with breastfeeding – I was pumping exclusively from one side for about 3 months and was strangely lopsided as a result – until Kale and I finally connected and managed a good latch. I have to pause here to give all sorts of respect to a lactation consultant named Freida for giving me the confidence to keep at it despite the negativity.
Kale pretty much never comfort nurses now. He will holler at me if he is done feeding but I try and put him back on. He will get completely irate. He seeks out his soother after a feeding and when it’s time for a nap. I love the breastfeeding relationship I have with Kale and am surprised at how much I enjoy it. I’m sometimes jealous of the soother, but the relationship he has with it is something we created way back in the beginning when he didn’t stop comfort sucking for ages at a time so I know it’s our doing and I know it’s our job to undo it. In the back of my mind I worry about the day we will have to perform a sucky intervention. But, you know, bridges to be crossed later and all that.
So here it is at 6 months and I ask myself what my breastfeeding goal is now that I have triumphed and met my first goal? And my new goal is this: keep going. If we make it to a year, I’ll re-evaluate again. And as long as Kale wants to make it there, we will, because it’s not going to be me that makes the choice, it will be him.
This Saturday will also mark a very special day for Kale – his first Waterbabies class. This is something that Ross is going to do with Kale so that they have a special relationship too. I’m going to go to a future class and take pictures and I’ll likely spend some time in the hot tub (oh darn) but I really want to encourage Kale to love his daddy as much as me. We’ve noticed a tiny inkling of an overdeveloped connection to me (not surprisingly) the odd few times I have managed to get out of the house without Kale. I’d like to sign up for some crafty classes this year, so I want to encourage Daddy – Son bonding time so that its FUN when I am not home, not “The Great Countdown Till Mommy is Back”.
So here we are at 6 months, the Great Divide that separates us as Parents-of-a-Newborn, and Parents-of-a-Toddler. Ross and I will be going out for the first time later this month without Kale, and he’ll stay home with his Gran. It will be nice to have time with Ross without us comparing notes on poop or his naps or when he ate last. I’m nervous, of course, and I know the entire time we are gone I will be thinking of Kale, and we’ll call a few times, I am sure.
I can’t say I have ever loved someone this hard or this fiercely (sorry, Ross, haha). I’m glad I still make time for things I love, like crafty things or having some time with my girlfriends but in the day to day scheme of things, Kale is the reason I get up and the reason I put on a happy face and honestly, I didn’t know I could be this happy.
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