I have often written that Dylan is Adam's clone/mini me....and it is not just me who thinks this...it is everyone who knew Adam as a baby and knows Dylan (my mom, sister, all of us, friends, etc). Not only in his physical appearance, in his disposition as well - not always sure of himself, a bit afraid to put himself out there, wanting it to be perfect and not fail, anxious to make changes.....
When I worked at CBS when Adam was 3 he was my little buddy who came with me to work some days as I ran around delivering the writers scripts (back in the day before email and pdf) and we would sit at the daily read (which is the painful process while all the stars and directors would change and tear apart the words and the scenes and explain that the writers were out of touch with real life and how things happen)....after a long drawn out emotional and painful process, everything came together and the show went on and was wonderful....
Having said that, I have always known that life is greater than any person can imagine or script writer or any planned activity and that if you just observe life it is the most incredible story/show/movie/entertainment ever imaginable and the greatest of all lessons (faith)....maybe that is why I love reality tv....but I digress
Here is Dylan playing with Uncle Adam's Micro Machines that I kept for years...it is like a time warp watching him hold the same toys that were so loved and played with so long ago....
So this week was the goodbye week for Adam and Shannie as they make the big move to Arizona. This move has been planned for YEARS and so many obstacles had to be overcome....it took Courage, Faith and Perseverance to make it happen - against odds that would have defeated many (and did slow them down for years) but it came together and happened - it really happened and that was reason to celebrate their goodbye.....
A toast to the beginning of the next exciting chapter in their life.....
and some yummy firecracker shrimp appetizers!
Steve and I wanted to take them to our favorite family celebration restaurant - Peohe's in Coronado....this is the view from the outside patio...looking back on the beautiful San Diego Skyline....also you can see the hotel they got married in and their downtown loft in this picture....
Steve and I were honored to give them a generous check (like we did for Kristen and Brian) to help line their new little nest in Phoenix....they were most appreciative and they more than deserve it....
We had our favorites.....if you ever go to Peohe's, have their lobster bisque....yummy....just look at all that lobster in it!
Adam and I went for their Prime Rib....wowser - I had enough left over to make 2 sandwiches the next day!
Shannie and Steve went seafood....Steve the Coconut Shrimp; Shannie the Talapia
....and you must have their No Ka Oi (macadamia ice cream pie)
So fun to celebrate this beautiful night together.....
....and the smiles on their beautiful faces say it all....
And an opportunity to squeeze in one last goodbye....an early morning breakfast at Richard Walkers on moving day....
So many choices....we got the Southern Pecan Pancakes and Banana Macadamia Pancakes and shared....
But too soon the celebrating was over and the moving van was loaded and it made a stop at our place to pick up a few final things.....Uncle Adam had lots of help!
And then the car got loaded.....
And THIS PICTURE is the one that will always stick in my mind....note Adam climbing out of his wheels and Dylan to the left riding his bike with his training wheels that he refused to let go of....for weeks we knew he did not need them but he did not have the courage to let go, to preserve to have the faith that he could do it....
So tears, hugs, confessions of love and the promise to see each other often - off you go....off you go....
I just could not stay home....I felt antsy, unsettled - caged. To the Park I say! So we loaded up the bikes and boys and Kristen and off to the park....where....a little boy (man) had the courage, had the faith and persevered and off those training wheels came and off...off you go...off you go....
I teased Kristen that both our sons had big 'Rites of Passage' days....now how could you script that - how can anything be more symbolic or a tribute to our human spirit to have the courage, have the faith and perserve and make it happen.....(are you listening Romney?) So So Proud of these two identical souls....
However, the day grew long and the little riders grew tired and left and I was still antsy....what do I do when I am struggling or need to think.....organize! Off to Container Store!
I love scarves....I don't have the flair my sister does for wearing them, but I am a wanna be. I have scarves from all over the world from our travels, but I never was happy with where I kept them. I tried folding, I tried drawers, I tried storage bins.....
So I took a plain wooden hanger and some clear shower curtain rings....
Clipped the rings on the hanger
And Voila! A great and easy way for me to see my scarves and easily access...
Still fidgety (is that a word?) so I decided to make some hostess gifts for some plans we have in October....took my trusty E6000, some square glass containers and a clear candlestick....
Glue Glue Glue....Dry Dry Dry
Then I glued on some large Rick Rack across the brown (unibrow anyone?) and some google eyes and cut out a mouth out of felt and then tied some fuzzy ribbon on the base....
....and presenting my little monsters. Prior to the parties I will fill them with green m&m's or green jelly bellys, but for now the green tissue paper shows the final effect....
Then I spruced up my owl with a fall festive wreath....does not look so stark...sometimes less is not more....
And my clock that always read 12:30 and made me burst in song?
Combined with my inspiration in Paris.....(which no way could I get it home or even pay for it)
Was recreated thanks to Kristens trip to HomeGoods....and I added my sign that says IMAGINE out of license plates from different states....
Because I could not imagine being happier for Adam and Dylan.....but still sad for me, but it like being back at the reading table....is a process...a long painful process that will turn out wonderful....
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