Boy was this a stressful week, what with everything going on in Boston. Not only does my dad live in one of the suburbs that was on lockdown Friday, but my mom had flown to Boston to see my cousin run the marathon. Any other year and I may not have had any family there, but this year I had a lot. Those few minutes before my mom texted me back to say they were safe in a restaurant a few blocks away were some of the worst minutes of my life. While my family is all safe, some of my family’s family was injured, and I know they all appreciate the thoughts and prayers from all of you on twitter (I told my uncle I had “taken to the internet” for him). In some ways, I think we are all getting desensitized to the mass violence that occurs in our society, but having it directly affect me has been eye-opening.
Anyway, there was not much reading going on while I was closely following this marathon story, but I am currently reading Lauren Graham’s Someday, Someday Maybe and listening to Hand Me Down by Melanie Thorne.
And, finally, we had a big milestone yesterday. Evan, who had been taking a step or two here and there suddenly decided it was time for some full-on walking. Here’s a video of one of his very first attempts:
If that video doesn’t work, you can see it over at Evan’s blog (I have little time to figure this out today).
I am glad this week is over. I am ready for a much less “exciting” one now.