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Happy Mother’s Day 2014

Photo-A-Day #3320

I want to wish all those Moms out there a Happy Mother’s Day.

We had a nice morning with Church first. Although before that Eva snuck downstairs and colored a picture on the door for Allison. Then I met everyone at Church where Father Dave asked Eva and two of her classmates if they would read a poem for the congregation after the Mass. She did a fantastic job. She spoke really well and was the only kid that you could hear. That could be because she is more confident in front of everyone and she is taller than her two classmates so she was right at the microphone.

After Mass we came home where we gave Allison the cards and gifts that we had made for her. I took some Color Wonder Paper and coated Andrew’s hand with layers of color wonder paint to make a little hand print card. We also gave Allison her Crayola Meltdown that Eva and I made. Allison decided on the metallic one. Eva also made a wonderful drawing with pastels.

I went to bed but Allison and the kids went for a hike and picnic over at World War I Memorial Park. The kids must have been very worn out because Andrew nearly feel asleep while eating dinner.

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Starfish Flinger

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Starfish Flinger
Photo-A-Day #1618

Allison, Eva and I went to the Cape today. We’re going to Edaville Railroad tomorrow and felt like heading down to the Cape so we’d have a shorter drive int he morning. We’d also be able to sleep a little longer there. For some reason we always sleep later at the Cape.

We went out to the British Beer Company for dinner (like I didn’t just come back from England.) I love their pizza. The buffalo chicken pizza was fantastic.

The photo is of a glass starfish that hangs in my sister’s room here at the Cape. It makes me remember that poem “The Starfish Flinger”. Tara used that in her High School Graduation speech. Here is the poem if you have never read it before.

“As the old man walked the beach at dawn, he noticed a young man ahead of him picking up starfish and flinging them into the sea. Finally catching up with the youth, he asked him why he was doing this.

The answer was that the stranded starfish would die if left until the morning sun.

“But the beach goes on for miles and there are millions of starfish,” countered the other. “How can your effort make any difference?”

The young man looked at the starfish in his hand and then threw it to safety in the waves.

“It made a difference to that one,” he said.

– Anonymous“

So, who will you make a difference to today?