My People

Logan got to meet our Zimmerman cousins, Brett & Alec, while we were home in CT for my dad’s funeral. He took to them immediately—he grinned and cooed and couldn’t take his eyes off Brett. We decided it’s because she has a big head like him (and me). “I’ve found my people, mom!”

Whoopi

Logan loves TV. His favorite is Whoopi Goldberg-- he will turn at the sound of her voice. His babysitter tells me he doesn't really like kids shows-- he prefers gossip and world views (Oprah & the View). I guess that goes along with his serious nature. I'd like to think his love of TV is part of his love of lights-- he is also obsessed with light fixtures and windows-- but maybe he's just going to be a TV junkie.

Logan watching TV:

Connecticut

We just returned from a week in CT, where we said goodbye to my dad. He loved seeing Logan—he brought a lot of joy to everyone at a really sad time. Logan got to meet all the aunties and uncles. Here's Aunt Susie singing the Glac-Gloum song… Logan thought she was a little crazy. He's a good judge of character.



Andrew built an impressive waterfall in the backyard. Its full of frogs-- I wonder how they knew to come? Here's his creation:

Gone From My Sight

Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone"

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"