Tuesday = Yellow

Today is my baby brother's birthday. He's also my only brother and he isn't really a baby anymore, next year he'll be thirty. I remember the day he was born. I had just turned four, and my Gram came from Idaho to Kansas to stay with me while my parents went to the hospital. I had known since they told me that we were having a baby that it would be a boy (though no one knows how) and I was so excited to have a baby brother!

When they left for the hospital, Gram made me a fort out of the two arm chairs in the living room with a blanket over them and I remember the warm light from the kitchen filtering through into my soft tent. I remember that ticklish feeling of excitement in my chest, trying to fall asleep, the thought that when I woke up in the morning my brother would be born was running the grass in my head flat.

They brought him home and the first time I held my "Buddy" was sitting in the blue & purple tapestry rocking chair. It was love at first sight. Happy birthday, bro.

Curiousbird says Tuesday is Yellow Day. I'm not really a yellow person. It was harder for me to find things today, and I only made it barely under the wire--it's four minutes 'til midnight.
Two new cookbooks for my collection from the Boise Public Library book sale.
A painting my husband around the time we were married that hangs in the hall. Another pot I painted. This one has an almost dead undetermined citrus plant in it and sits under the painting on the dresser in the hall.
Yellow bibs from Rosina.
New summer eyelet for Princess.
Yellow Play-doh. We go through this stuff like you wouldn't believe and are making someone rich. I recently bought Kool-aid to color my very own home made stuff, but I haven't gotten around to it yet.