Sunday, May 20, 2007


Blogging a struggle
Mired in an endless funk
Haiku to rescue

Baby gains slowly
Feeding child constantly
Bottom three percent

Tissue grows around
trach, needs to go soon, minor
surgery June 1st

Gurgling as he eats
Swallow study upcoming
Surgery once more?

Baby needs prune juice
Dirty diapers rare; when seen
Wife does dance of joy

Rejoice always, pray
without ceasing, in all give
thanks, I am failing

Ben loves powered swing
Cheesy music pacifies
Dad happy and sad

When I come home, Ben
smiles at me; could there be
anything better?

Haiku just for fun
Stop counting the syllables
Admit it, you were

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Join the Club

My in-laws are no longer certified Maine-iacs. This past Thursday Noel and Kay closed on a home a mere mile and a half down the road from us. Who would have guessed that Ben's oupa (pronounced o pa) would end up being an Okie living in Bixby? My dad, not wanting to be left out of the exotic foreign nickname club, has recently styled himself as faux pas. If you see him around, you can make his day by calling him this, but don't be surprised if my mom just shakes her head when she hears the beautiful "language of love" butchered once again for comedic purposes.