In these difficult days in Haiti I am so grateful that America can finally provide some help in the world. After the last disasters under the Bush regime I had begun to loose hope. Today it is easier than ever to contribute to a good cause (text 90999 and type Haiti or ask your local Whole Foods to make a contribution).
Dr. Martin Luther King Day is my favorite holiday. Not only does it commemorate a great hero and does not demand buying anyone gifts. It also comes at the perfect time of the new year-two after trying to adjust to post holiday routine. Martin Luther Kind Day was also the first time Chris and I met. Seven years ago on the MLK holiday Chris and I met for lunch once we realized we were living near each other after having recently graduated from the same college. Neither of us ever would have thought that exactly three years later Francis would be born! Now we have three things to celebrate every MLK holiday—the man himself, Francis’ Birthday, and the lunch that changed everything. This year Francis turns four-unbelievable. Unfortunately he will have to make up being the birthday boy at school because he is sick.
Poor Birthday Boy
Now that we are on the way to feeling better Francis will happily tell you that “Dr. Luther King said ‘I have a dream’ that black and white people will not fight”. I love Francis. And luckily his party isn’t until the 30th.
Beckett still doesn’t know about Dr. Martin Luther King. He’s just figuring out who Francis is…
Cuddle Bear
I love this picture because his eyes are open. Unlike the other boys in the house, Beckett likes to rest. I know he will probably wind up catching Francis cold and my good fortune of sleeping will end. Update: Beckett is sick as a dog. Going on night three of late nights and rectal thermometers.
Up or not all night, my heart goes out to Haiti and the unbearable pain mothers have felt not being able to reach their babies.