Next one down on my siggy line...
Wife of Fred for 23 years
My children around the world:
Milly in Taiwan
Felice in Hong Kong
Eun Hae in South Korea
Nadya in Germany
Obrin in New York
And our critters Annabelle, Fiona, Sunny, Sophie, Cindy-Lou and Blue; Mamfy, Mali and Punkin; Nick; Frog 1 and Horny Toad; Charlie and Dizzy; Minnie and Alice; Elfie, Frex, Crope, Tibbit and Ozzy; Genevieve, Pippin and Finnegan; and a dozen or so chooks.
I'd like to ask God why He allows
hunger, poverty, and injustice
in the world,but I'd be afraid
He'd ask me the same thing ...
3rd child to come into my family.
6th in birth order.
My only redhead.
Oh I love this kid.
He's also creative and, uh, unique. I never know what this child is going to say next.
His Christmas wish list last year? It included a Tempurpedic mattress and a poncho.
He has a penchant for wearing hats of all sorts. And boots.
When he was about nine years old, I lost him for a few minutes in a book store. I said to the clerk,
"I can't find my son. He's about this high, he has red hair and freckles, and he's wearing an elf hat." It was not Christmas time.
He's super smart. Like, scary smart. He has an idea journal in which he has all these intricate sketches for machines of all sorts. He has big plans for how to provide desert areas with clean water, how to create a Mars colonization breather, spaceships, jetpacks, cars that run on water....
His knowledge of geography and history far surpasses mine. He is 12.
I remember taking him to our school for his Kindergarten screening the spring before he started school. He came clomping into the school in his boots and yelled out to everyone he met (and they all knew him by name, though he was not yet a student there) "I'm here for my Kindergarten screaming and I'm gonna do the best I can!"
I have had more than one teacher tell me that when they get home, their spouse asks them to share the latest from Mr. Daniel.
He is an amazing writer and if he could stick with something for more than a heartbeat, he could probably publish a novel. Like now.
He has dabbled in soccer and gymnastics, and took Kung Fu long enough to get his orange sash and then decided he had had enough of that.
He loves video games, reading books like his 40,000 page book on the universe, and drawing (he is, among so many other things, a gifted artist).
When I am not rolling on the floor over the latest Daniel-ism, I am sending him TO HIS ROOM! for, ummm, interpersonal issues with his siblings. He does not always play well with others. Because, if you haven't guessed it yet, he kind of marches to the beat of his own drummer.
While wearing his boots and a hat.