Today the library staff through us a baby shower! Matt was working so he couldn’t attend, but I had a great time. We received many lovely gifts – books, blankets, toys, albums and so on. Alex is really a lucky boy! Mason was even given a bone!
The whole library also contributed to a gift certificate from Lafs photography – a local portrait studio! Thank you everybody! And a special thanks to Kate for hosting the shower – everything was just lovely!
Thank you everyone again! Your love and support means so much to us.
Can You Tell I Work at a Library?
While every gift was very special and thoughtful, two of the books brought me to tears. The Come Over to My House and Tubby and the Lantern were given to Alex by a co-worker of mine whose son was taken from her suddenly a couple of years ago. These two books were from his book collection when he was young. They really mean a lot – Thank You – they will be cherished.
No – not for us… But for Karen and Kevin! I’ve been e-mailing with Karen over the last little while, and we were fortunate enough to meet Karen and Kevin at AdopTalk a couple of weeks ago. They will be travelling to Korea on November 18 to bring home their son Lucus. I’ve seen pictures and he is such a doll.
I have added their blog to the blog roll on the left if you want to see how they are doing. Congratulations again to Karen and Kevin… and to Lucus!
Today is Remembrance Day in Canada. Please take the time at 11am for a moment of silence to reflect on those who have fought in past, current, and future conflicts. Also remember those who also have played crucial roles in war – the nurses and doctors, air raid wardens who warned civilians, the postal carriers, the dogs and cats who gave comfort, and the horses who perished along with soldiers.
In Flander’s Fields
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
By Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)