Aimee's Blog

Friday, February 27, 2009

After the Concert

Me & Helen-- we sang a duet together

Chris, Jon & Phil

Looking a little drunk perhaps --Me & Andrew

Mike, Jon & I

So, a bunch of singers did this "DUETS" concert, it was pretty fun.

More Pics of the Kids at the Kids Gym

Carole Playing

Kiki on the Unicycle

At the piano

Feeling the music

Sensitive soul

Jumping

So apparently, Mac made them jump for half an hour trying to get them to jump together & get a perfect picture.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Lina got vaccinated, & she was quite sad, but brave. A few days later the kids were playing with their doctor's set & she starts pretending to give herself & the kids a shot. I guess she remembered it.

rascal

old lady

Monday, February 16, 2009

Kiki's trial dance lesson

Here's Kiki (in pink) at her first hip-hop dance lesson

little dancer

Me & Leila sitting there all bored --we couldn't keep up with the steps

This is me with my new straight perm.

Park Pics

Friday, February 13, 2009

Leila's Kindergarten "Concert"

She played the triangle

My Pretty Lil Redhead

What Valentines Day is For

Chocolate

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Little Lina

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

For MOM--pale in comparison to her poem

Every time I see a bird
I think of you
“Beautiful bluebird”,
You flew away
On Christmas day.
Is it sunny where you are?
Or is it dark
Like it is here,
For me?
And do you miss me
Like I miss you?
I wish I knew
I wish I could grow wings
Like you.
They say that time
Heals all wounds
But not this time,
Or these wounds--
I will keep them
Because they are mine,
And because they let me
Keep you.
So I guess sometimes
Birds are made
To fly away,
Just like the rain
Is made to fall
And just like
Loving you
Comes with tears
And all.

Poem mom wrote

Yesterday I was a bit emo & teary, & it's no wonder I was after visiting moms blog, which is something I do when I need to be with her.

I found this poem there that maybe I must've missed, I didn't write a comment when she wrote it so maybe I didn't see it b4. Anyway, it made me sad because I wonder why she was always talking about "not doing enough", because we know it's not true. I'm thinking, "now why do have to go & write poem like that when you are the best mom ever". But I guess as clearly mentioned, she gave us the best things anyway, like her heart & love, & the sun, the moon & flowers. She gave them to us by giving life to us. Well, she will always be a tender part of us.
Anyway here's the poem:

i didn't have a lot to give--

just lots of prayers,

i'm sure of this.

i didn't have a lot to say--

just lots of love

thru night & day.

no fancy clothes to

clothe you in--

just the stars,

the sun, the wind.

no traveled roads

to take you down--

just the flowers all around.

no gifts to bring--

just songs to sing,

i heard their melody

before as birds took wing,

as eagles soar.

the world laid not

before your feet,

yet i loved you all

as love's complete.

i still with empty hands

do bring

the memories of love

and spring.

the memories so real

so clear

as treasures

as i held you near

each day with you

so precious, rare

i do not have a way

to compare

this love for you & how

i cared.

(except for the moment

i first held you close,

was deeper than

the deepest rose.)

my heart was all

i had to give,

my heart, my life--

as now i live

to say

my love is true

for you--

each night,

each day.

(For my kids, with love, Mom) May 2, 2007

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

NEW BLOG FOR ANGIE & CROAKERS OUT THERE

So, I'm compiling lots of reads from the "internets" about singing & some warm up videos from youtube, & putting them on this blog for Angie & whoever is interested. I'm not done yet, it will be an ongoing project. If anyone has anything to add, please write me.
Here is my new blog:

http://aimee-croakcroak.blogspot.com/