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Posted on August 4, 2014 by Rose and the Wild Fox

A portrait of my daughter every day in 2014

There was extremely important vacuuming to be done tonight.

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I gave them a candlelit bath to try and inspire calm in their zany pre-bed antics, and I’m totally in love with the way it photographed. Especially the first image. Also I think it worked because they were both asleep by 8:02pm.

It was cookie day at grandmas today, and they both ate handfuls of sugar and sprinkles and way too many cookies. We managed to counteract the intense sugar crash with green smoothies, and chicken and veggies for dinner. Sugar is insane for kids, in case you didn’t know.

I have one of those horrendously annoying coughs where you literally can’t stop coughing no matter what you do, and occasionally cough so hard it’s possible you might barf, but I don’t even care because my heart is so full. My big kid attended her first comic book/graphic novel art class tonight and I felt like for the the first time she was in a real art class, one that was really truly made for kids like her. It didn’t feel like it was a kids class, even though it was wonderfully child centered and friendly, but it had the rhythm and feeling of the classes I took in art school. And I saw my kid, who gets nervous and scared as hell before doing new things bloom through art. I watched the anxiety she walked in with immediately dissolve, the second she picked up a pencil and started drawing. It was so incredibly wonderful to see her in her element and thriving. And through it all, I sat and waited as I had promised her I would, with a patient, sweet kind three year old, for and hour and a half. And she was freaking perfect. Afterwards I took these two amazing ladies out to dinner solo to a place they had never been, and even though there were four trips to the bathroom, they were flawless dinner dates. These kids are the best people I’ve ever met and we are so damn lucky to know them.

After spending the last 48 hours couch bound thanks to catching the plague from the three year old, I managed to get outside with them for about 20 minutes today.

I didn’t get around to posting about gratitude yesterday, with all of the cooking and eating, but it’s been in my brain a lot. I’m so grateful, for so many things this year. So grateful for these people, for this life and just for life. They wrote about gratitude at school on Tuesday, and she asked me what I was grateful for. I listed a number of things, and included her heart. She immediately went and added it to her list as well. There are times I’ve wondered what our life would be like, had she not been born with a heart defect, and it’s not a path I would wish on anyone. But I also wouldn’t change it. I don’t wish it away. I truly am grateful for her heart. Pre-op, post-op and every stage in between. It forced us down a different path of parenting, that although difficult, I don’t think everyone gets the magic, and the gratitude, that comes along with it as well. So I am, really very grateful for that special heart of hers. And for Christmas tree farms, and girls who don’t want to walk two miles at them, and baby carriers, and breakfasts out with wild kids, and family days, and record stores on Black Friday.

The look on her face the second she saw a buck running through the woods behind us. She had been asking to see a “majestic creature” before we left and I guess she got her wish. ETA: she’s 7 months post-op today too!

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