Does anyone still read this?
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 1:34 PM
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 2:17 PM
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Eisley is 9 months old. I don't know where the time has gone. That sounds so cliche, but really. I feel like I just had her. We just had her 9 month check up and she's 17 lbs. 13 oz. (30th percentile) 28 in. tall (65th percentile) and I don't know her head measurements, but don't worry, because it was in the 90th percentile. I think they add her hair into the measurement.
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 1:22 PM
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 2:11 PM
Friday, April 2, 2010
I hate moving. I hate packing up every tiny little thing in every closet and trying to find a label for it. I hate that I have totes and boxes that I haven't even looked at in years, yet I can't bear to throw it away so we move it along with us to not be looked at somewhere else.
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 7:44 AM
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Thick as thieves.
Isn’t that what they say,
About two people who are the closest of friends?
If so, than these two girls should be charged
With grand larceny.
They’re more than two peas in a pod,
They’re two grapes on a vine; two kernels on an ear; two seeds on a berry.
(Why has no one ever thought of those analogies?)
Two beautiful little girls, made of much the same stuff,
yet, evidently unique.
Curly dark hair and deep, gray eyes,
Straight blonde hair and bright, blue eyes;
Dances and runs,
Sits and shakes;
(I mean it. She just sits and shakes with excitement
Despite the differences, there is obvious camaraderie;
Eisley tolerates advances from Elaina she would NEVER accept from me
(Think forced hugs, body-smashing kisses, and poked eyes;
I think she’s still trying to figure out what color they are. I am.).
And Elaina abides Eisley’s innocent-yet-painful interactions,
Far more patiently than she would coming from anyone else
(i.e. merciless hair tugging, endless face scratching, and gallons of slobber
From unrelenting kisses).
And through it all,
They stand up for each other,
(Even if Eisley cannot yet stand).
They each have the other’s back.
They laugh at each other,
They cry together,
And above all,
Even at this young age,
And I count my blessings that I am allowed
I hope they always remain this close.
No, THIS close…
Posted by Kadie Kinney at 6:43 AM