She started the day by nose-diving out of the car onto the concrete busting open her lip and scraping her face raw.
Then she ended the day by stepping on a nail that went straight through her shoe and about an inch into her foot. How it didn't poke out the top, I don't know. Luckily she is up on her shots, so crisis and shots were averted. Injury #1 at the at the house goes to Halleigh Jane Travis.
Poor kid, better luck tomorrow HJ.
Height: 31 inches 45th percentile
Weight: 21.08 lbs 8th percentile
Head Circ.: 46 cm 18th percentile
He's started running with bent knees. Which is a huge improvement over the Frankenstein run he was doing. He throws a ball almost as well as Halleigh. His favorite toys include all balls, cars, trucks, strollers, bats, pretty much anything he can push, throw, swing, or kick. He's such a boy.
New words: cookie, doggie, dada, up
He learned how to blow bubbles, jump off the side of the pool, and hold his breath. We have really enjoyed the pool this summer and he really is quite comfortable in the water.
Halleigh calls him creamy (soft skin).
Here is the link to the latest house pictures. Be forewarned that some of them are pretty scary. For those of you who will enjoy time at our house in the future, rest assured that all scariness will be replaced. :)
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| Shawnee House Renovation July 26th |
Admittedly, I haven't had to deal with a whole lot of death and loss in my lifetime. All of my grandparents, thank the Lord, are still living. (Actually I have lost most of my step-grandparents, but the people who have loved me from my conception are all still alive.)
In this microwave cooking, instant grits, fly across the country in a few hours, instant communication via Skype and email world, one thing that nature still has it's firm grasp on is grief. You can't speed through or abbreviate the grieving process. Every morning, for the last seven days, I have laid in my bed looking at an empty spot on the floor and wished that someone had figured out how to microwave cook through grief.
It has been a week, and the wound from the hole is my heart is still quite raw, sometimes still seeping with anguish... where is the heal in seven days Neosporin for that?
I didn't know what I wanted to do as a memorial for Kona on the blog. As a journal of sorts of our life, I felt like something had to be said. But what do you say?
She was a one of a kind dog. There has never and will never again be a dog just like Kona. She was exactly what we needed in our life when we got her.
She was named after Kona Coffee Beans, we went on our honeymoon to Hawaii and fell in love with Kona coffee, and so it seemed fitting that our brown and black dog be named Kona Bean.
She has been a constant companion of Miles and I for pretty much our whole marriage. She has been all over the country and has experienced things that dogs rarely get to do. Snowshoeing in Montana, backpacking through Utah, swimming in Key West, visiting our nation's capitol, being the mascot for a middle school youth group, traveling across the country in the front seat of a Honda Civic, camping in Yellowstone, swimming in the boiling river, Snake, Logan, Maddison, Gallatain, Yellowstone, Bull Run, and Eno rivers (the girl liked to swim) and the list goes on and on.
I tearfully went through hundreds of pictures that we have of our beloved Kona, and here are a few that I love.
She was our fluffy muppet, our western big-eared dog and we loved her more than we can put into words. She truly was part of our family and we all feel the hole that she left. We gave her the best life that we could, and hope that she knew to her last breath that she was cherished.
Here is a link to the album where I will be posting renovation pictures of our house. The pictures have captions, which will hopefully tell the story.
We have already done quite a bit of work, and I'll update the album with pictures as we go, so you too can share in the drama. :)
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| Shawnee House Renovation June 30th |
