February 23, 2011


I wish I had something poignant to write, but Zoey is doing well, and apparently filling diapers like tankards of ale, according to the nurses and my wife.

My wife and I did have our taxes calculated today, and for the first time since. . . I have no idea. . . we don't have to pay MORE to the IRS.

That's pretty much thanks to Finn. Another gift from him, I suppose.

He should still be with his sister, but I guess that's neither here nor there. It's just another way in which we're reminded how much being a family of five was once our impending reality, but now it isn't, like the two unopened crib boxes in the porch, or the fifth dining-room-set-matching chair we discovered by accident and bought at a furniture store's clearance section shortly after we learned we were having twins, and we thought we were so fortunate.

We were a family of five though, for three days.

Three days. . .

It was an unexpected, irritating, terrible, scared, terrified, helpless, sad, happy, mad, angry, determined, exhausted, confused (not necessarily in that order, but kind of) and--in the end--resolute (for me) three days.

Finn still has a chair. I guess he'll always have that chair.

Until his brother and sister break it, which they will.

I bet Finn would have broken it, too.


Posted by Ryan at February 23, 2011 10:23 PM | TrackBack

That's what kids do. They break your chairs, and they break your heart.

Posted by: Donna at February 24, 2011 11:29 AM

He's breaking *my* heart, and I never even met the little guy.

Peace to your family of five, Ryan.

Posted by: Keith at February 24, 2011 11:53 AM

I'm so sorry.

Posted by: Jenny at February 24, 2011 10:54 PM

First time the internet has ever brought me to tears.

God be with your strong family. You aren't alone. A lot of people who could be characterized as strangers do love your family and are thinking of you every day.

Posted by: Dustin at February 25, 2011 12:56 AM

It's the stuff like that that reaches out and grabs you by the heart when you least expect it. I'm so sorry Finn couldn't stay with you. But he will always live in your hearts.

Posted by: Darlene at February 25, 2011 04:01 PM
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