Kaia left this poem on my desk after staying here this weekend:

Wippy woppy boo
I will turn you into Goo
Because I am Glockinsmel
And will do to you what I will do
Wippy woppy boo
I will turn you into Goo
Because I am Glockinsmel
Done done done
I will become real
Ha ha ha ha ha
Wippy woppy boo

I get into these moments every once in a while where I worry about being away from you Kaia.  Figure I should record it so I can look back on these.

Seems like once a month or so I get worried that I don’t see you enough, that I’m not in your life enough.  And that we’ll lose touch.

I know it won’t happen…I will see to that.

Still I get all worried and feel like driving to Eugene to see you.

Your in bed so I can’t call….but I love you and miss you.

We were sitting at the office and a bird flew into the window and smacked itself silly…we just watched it for a while then it got it together and flew off.

Kaia was playing in the leaves every time we walked to the office.

We were trying to catch on film that the mirrors directly across from each created an escher like loop at the Crepe place in Bend.

Hanging out in the room drawing and reading our new books.

We did some shoe shopping…well boot shopping at Payless Shoes…

We went to look at books…and there was a wonderful smell of something baking…so we ended up eating a fresh baked peanut butter cookie too!  Kaia had a marshmallow bar.