Verses from the Elephants Child

This picture represents the first time I have successfully downloaded a picture from the camera to my blog without Ar's help. I broke out into a cold sweat, but I think it was worth it.

This is the boys at the Pacific Science Center on Sunday - we had a big day going there visiting my sister (my niece is about to have a baby any day), going to the Pacific Science Center and then visiting our friends Eric and Laura and their daughters Emma and Kira. I have known Eric since I was three or so - and we don't get to see them enough. I don't think we will go back to the Science Center on a weekend again - we were all on sensory overload.

Ar and I still don't know what we will do for the girls name's (we should know more info about them and if we can 100% adopt them soon), but if we do rename them Ariel is partial to Cathryn (shortened to Cate) and I happen to like India, Isabel, or Sarah.

Yesterday I got a big suprise - work called and said they were slow so I could show up two hours late! As luck would have it , it was sunny, so I took the boys to the park and then rode my bike in. It was a little mini Mountain Day.

I also realized this morning that I had not posted a poem since I announced it would be poetry tuesdays on my blog... today the poem is devoted to Rene, winner of two Edward R. Murrow awards.

Verses from the Elephants Child

I keep six honest serving men

(They taught me all I knew)

Their names are What and Why and When

and How and Where and Who.

I send them over land and sea

I send them east and west;

But after all tey have worked for me,

I give them all a rest.

I let them rest from nine till five,

For I am busy then,

As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,

For they are hungry men.

But different folk have different views.

I know a person small-

She keeps ten million serving-men,

Who get no rest at all!

She sends 'em abroad on her own affairs,

For the second she opens her eyes-

One million Hows, two million Wheres,

And seven million Whys!

-Rudyard Kipling