Cutesy prospecting!

Dylan and I attended the birthday of a really good friend.  We made friends with his family when we were just starting out, so when his wife gave birth, he got Dylan as one of the godfathers.

So while celebrating — over fantastic shabu-shabu, if I may add — we saw this little Chinese girl at the other table.  Dylan’s godson, Jenchi, immediately started jumping up and down, as if trying to catch her attention.  It was the cutest thing ever.  Dylan, being the good godfather, immediately whispered advice to the kid.  I know!  He’s so adorbs. :)

This is the end result.

We’re expecting a wedding invitation 20 years from now.  Hahahahaha.

Kids are endlessly adorable. :)

 

Reunited

I think the last time Dylan saw Chuchi was on her baptism day.  Now that he’s nearing freedom and restarting, there’s no better way than to cuddle with this little lady.

Ah, my favorite people. :)

Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips

Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one’s breath.  ~Eve Glicksman

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I am a bawling mess.

I logged in last night on Facebook and saw this clip from a cousin:

I am such a mess.  I just couldn’t stop crying the entire time I was watching the clip.  (Actually, I’m still crying as I am reposting it now.)  I wonder everyday since the end was announced if there will ever be another book like this.  Another book this magnificent and amazing and enchanting.  I wonder if there’ll be another character in the future that my kids will turn to when they’re lonely or lacking in imagination.  A character from the pages given by the wisdom and imaginings of one inspired person that will tell my kids to dream big, to believe in the impossible, to find the magic in them.

These are the books that will last generations.  I cannot wait to read them again before I watch the last 135 minutes of this wonderful journey.

I am so happy and grateful and blessed to be part of the generation that started reading again.  Thank you, J K Rowling, for the books that brought us back to our bookstores and libraries, and reunited us with youthful fantasies that we thought we lost.

There is no spoon

I don’t want it to be just a logical decision.  I want it to be something mad and passionate and intense.  Because that’s how it’s supposed to work.  Because that’s who we are.  Nothing less than mad, passionate, and intense.