yeah, those guns….no one noticed? heh, must be good, heavy items to keep the blankets to stay put.

In my parents’ attic, they have their first headboard and footboard. I’ve wanted it for ages but I can’t get it from Tulsa to OKC with my itty bitty Toyota. Someday I’ll find someone with a giant vehicle to help!

I am in love with Ari’s bed. I’m 26 years old but would very much like that bed!

“When I was a baby, my parents went out of their way to be obsessively quiet when I was sleeping — I am told they put pillows on the floor in order to cut down on any creaking from the old house’s floors”

Well yes, shannon, it was very quiet – but just you and your mother – no tv – no radio – and the place was isolated. The time you are talking about is when we lived on Ron Wooley’s Estate in the Sannich Penisula, Vancouver Island.

It wasn’t just sleeping. Kathleen couldn’t run the vacuum or anything else during the day – we took good care of Ron’s place except for a cukkoo clock we lost

I loved that clock and sometimes I’d forget and wind it as i found it funny and it was okay for you when i was there

kv said you’d cry very loud when it went off – actually that’s not quite right – you were tolerant of sound including the clock when i was home.

kv and i together made lots of noise, we entertained and that didn’t bother you (maybe bbecause i was there) you were always with us – i think you associated noise being safe when i was around but not when you were alone with kathleen.

you were never alone you were never put away from noise when i was home just the opposite you’d be in the kitchen and i’d be helping or at least drinking wine and boasting to kv about my exploits of the day and caring you like a sausage – well one arm – as my other arm was free

when i was home you were always there – at first in a little basket and in our bedroom in a crib

your crib was in our bedroom as you were breast fed a couple times a nite – you never woke me but your mother fed you on your demand – yes it was quiet – you didn’t katterwall to wake kv for mother’s milk

you never woke me

But for the floors the house was quiet – there wasn’t another house for maybe a quarter of a mile, trees etc.

Maggie Brucker et al used to come out everyday to hold you outside by the goldfish pond so kv could vacuum and make supper

i hope this helps – i thought it was funny at the time – but it was your mother’s wish – she loved you tender –

something you know i have never done to anyone – which is not say i do not love you.

i know you know all this but for the record it is careless to lump us as parents -ou kv and i love you then and now as differently as we are different.

you got 2x just like your sister got three fathers, devon, you and me.

I remember when I first got married, we had a ground-floor flat with a busy main road outside. I slept like a log, but my wife had terrible trouble because she’d only ever lived out in the country, and the noise of the town traffic kept her awake all the time.

Forts are/were the best.

We amusingly left it up during the night and into the morning to see what the staff would do – they laughed when they saw it. (We left a large tip for our messiness/creativity.)

Walls include two car seats, a piano stand, a coffee table on its side, two or three chairs, a pile of carpentry clamps, two big blankets for the roof and a smaller one as a door/wall, and a bunch of couch pillows… SO FAR!