Thursday, May 28, 2009 | Kids, Play |
Tropical downpours turn our sidewalks into raging creeks. After supper, the older kids strip down and head out to do some puddle-jumping. Across the street, a fellow watching the rain from his front porch shouts, “Used to do the same thing when I was a kid in Newfoundland!”
Monday, May 18, 2009 | Kids, Spring, Writing |
Friday, May 15, 2009 | Kids |
“Three girls, and then a little boy, aren’t you lucky?” To be fair, she was elderly, and Albus was at a distance, and, yes, he really does have such pretty locks. It needs combing, however, so he and his dad suffered through a session that involved a great deal of conditioner and a few tears, and resulted in the top photo (wet). The morning after his hair had dried into, well, this remarkable look pictured below … with an impressive twirl at the side. I wasn’t really able to brush it into submission. It almost looks like it’s spelling something out, if only one could break the code.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009 | Holidays, Kids |
This mama doesn’t really like eating breakfast in bed. Reminds her of invalidism. But sleeping in while daddy and children cook up eggs and potatoes for breakfast? That’s just about perfect. What would make the day just the littlest bit more perfect would be … a crown, of course! Designed and fitted with precision by Apple-Apple.
“But when do we get to have Children’s Day?”
Friday, May 8, 2009 | Kids |
Tuesday, May 5, 2009 | Kids, Play |
We get our groceries delivered. Yes, I know that sounds decadent, but it costs less than ten dollars and they carry everything into our kitchen. Okay, that is decadent. Who am I kidding. But look, included in the price of delivery is the Best Toy Ever. Peek-a-boo.
Tropical downpours turn our sidewalks into raging creeks. After supper, the older kids strip down and head out to do some puddle-jumping. Across the street, a fellow watching the rain from his front porch shouts, “Used to do the same thing when I was a kid in Newfoundland!”
So it was a gorgeous day, a holiday here in Canada … and I spent it writing. Inside. Living in my head. My goal is to have this project completed before school’s out (end of June) so as to Live Life Outdoors all summer. Is this realistic? After today’s writing session, I’d say yes. Kevin and the kids enjoyed their holiday together, playing and working outdoors most of the day, planting grass and weeding dandelions, going to the park, eating hot dogs from a stand, injuring their knees, icing their injuries, et cetera.
“Three girls, and then a little boy, aren’t you lucky?” To be fair, she was elderly, and Albus was at a distance, and, yes, he really does have such pretty locks. It needs combing, however, so he and his dad suffered through a session that involved a great deal of conditioner and a few tears, and resulted in the top photo (wet). The morning after his hair had dried into, well, this remarkable look pictured below … with an impressive twirl at the side. I wasn’t really able to brush it into submission. It almost looks like it’s spelling something out, if only one could break the code.
