I’m having one of those hectic weeks. Well, when is it not hectic to be a mom of three young kids, job hunting and trying to study late at night/early in the morning? Things are good though – not rich good or fun good or even peaceful good, but deep and rooted good. After so many years in the dark, wallowing in murk, and then crawling up that slippery slope, I’m starting to feel myself coast a little – it’s like that fun part of the roller coaster when you’ve gone up that huge hill and plunged down the drop, and now you get to enjoy the little dips and turns for a while.
Here’s a song I love… and it’s kind of a good anthem for this busy week. Busy but feeling funky… I think I’m a little too Asian to actually walk around groovin’ like this, but hey, it’s what my soul’s doing in Soul Land (that parallel world where our souls are free in flight).
We went to the beach a few days ago for the first time since we’ve moved back to Vancouver. Baby D was just turning one last summer, not really walking yet, so I skipped all that but this year – woo hoo, we are having so much fun! D made his first ever collection of beach treasures, and he was very proud of himself after he laid out all the goods “just so”!
The girls were loving their summer hats… the kinds that are so whimsical and over-the-top but only seem to last a summer before getting all squished and misshapen from too many playgrounds, heavy cooler bags, leaky sunblock containers, dripping popsicle sticks and souvenir sand, shells and rocks.
How do you know your kids are happy?
When they say, “Mami, take a picture of us jumping!!”, and start jumping and giggling, just because.
I used to sing this song as a lullabye when my girls were wee little yellow chirping birds who hopped along behind their Mama Black Bird, waiting for the essentials of life (food, fun, and lullabyes)….
You’re a human thing
Who yah think that you’re foolin”
You’re not foolin”, not foolin’ me
You’re a human thing
You’re so busy frontin’
Confusin” courage and acting
Move me
Move me
Could it really be so wrong
To let somebody, somebody see.
Move me
Move me
A girl can keep it together
Come on now, you know you we’ll take the weather
Come on now, you know we love your weather
You got roots cannot be torn from under
Won’t you shake it like you’ve never done before
You’ve got roots cannot be torn from under
Won’t you shake it like you’ve never done before
You’re a human thing
