The Captain Saves the Dinosaurs

A piece of me has been missing for the past couple of days.
My essential better half left to NYC to rescue the dinosaurs.
He has the pleasure of doing this job every year before Christmas, but this time it ran into some delays. Due to the devastation the recent Hurricane left NY the captain was not even sure it would even happen this year. But after many calls and conversations it was a done deal again. But because we no longer live in NY it was a hard adjustment.

These dino pictures were sent to me from his phone.

He bravely stands in a crane 30 feet in the air filling these huge wire frame dinos with evergreens and holiday lights in front of...wait for it...the American Museum of Natural History. Isn't that awesome?
Our son got to spend the night there at A Night at the Museum many years ago, which was an unforgettable experience sleeping under that massive 94 foot whale. It has always been his favorite place in NY and we have many fond memories there.

 Instead of writing how we miss him I figured it would be best to "pimp" his work here. It is amazing to think that this is completed in only two full days of work. The temperatures in NY are incredibly mild at the moment at 60 degrees during the day there, so he really was lucky.

If you are ever in the NY area during the holiday season stop by and take a look at these creatures... these pictures do not do them justice.

Since he has been gone the princess has been fighting a fever and a bad cold ... so instead of doing the usual like keeping busy at school or having play-dates with her friends ... It has been filled with a lot of playing , coloring, movies and lots of pampering. So the days are long... and four days is a really long time without her daddy for a four year old. I am so thankful for the king who has been a really great big brother taking over and helping me with her.

This experience stirred up a memory of when I was little; my parents and I were in a car accident. I was left a bit traumatized. I would not go near them at the hospital. My mom broke her chin, my dad broke his leg and I broke my collar bone. To get over the trauma the nurses showed me pictures of all of us in my baby albums. This "picture therapy" eventually brought me back to them.
Sadly, these albums were later all destroyed in a flood. And a lot of memories were lost and there are many years I cannot remember. I think this why I take too many pictures...for my kids' memories.

Today the princess and I went through photos from our life in NY and we reminisced and laughed together. It was therapy for both of us.

I thought I'd share one of our favorite memories of one of our many picnics in New York before we left...

See you in a few days my captain!

Share, if you'd like, how you preserve a memory or how you help from missing someone.

Linking up with Frankly My Dear with "What's the Word?" Wednesday