New Year
These photos are in reverse order, but hey. It’s late. It’s really really late (for me). First post of 2010. Kids playing in the basement. Jumping into the new year (at 9pm). Impromptu dancing. The two oldest kids got to stay up later than the others. We weren’t feeling the dominoes this year. We tried. We failed. We laughed. We realized it was already the start of another year. We’ve rung in a few together: perhaps a good decade’s worth as couples, and in that time we’ve added, oh, six other people to the mix.
I have this funny feeling that they might start to take over … we’re totally outnumbered.
Newsflash
Hair Hat has been chosen as one of five books for Canada Reads 2010: Independently!!!! (If you want a copy to read along, contact me.)
Focus
Can’t stop taking photos. Running out subjects. Maybe I’ll carry the camera out tonight and record an evening edition playgroup in session. Sleepy due to late night and indulgent celebrations. Achy from the hot yoga super-poses. Mountains of laundry due to not folding on my birthday. Supper will be black beans and rice with tortillas and authentic Central American crema, and queso blanco; this might possibly be my favourite meal of all time. I should be gearing up to make new year’s resolutions, or feeling more contemplative, but … somehow, not yet. “Can you please focus!” I just heard Albus tell his sister, who is doing the camera work for their mutual movie project, which involves all the amazing Star Wars Lego ships he’s built over the last week. Quite astonishing, really. He does it completely without assistance; when I tried to help, I realized that I couldn’t, because the instructions were too complicated for my non-mechanically-inclined brain to follow. It’s a bit like doing 3-D puzzles.
So here’s what else is on, this sleepy old day: Kevin’s gone to Toronto. Fooey’s watching TV. CJ’s napping. I’m playing. Above, some evidence.
I Have Been Informed That This Is How I Should Hold My New Camera
Thanks to everyone who made this day so truly wonderful and celebratory. Aging. It’s not half bad.
Wait! Birthday So Far Revised!
So, Kev and the boys were gone when Fooey and I got home from taking AppleApple to horse camp … gone for a walk, the note said. It did not add: to the camera store.
W.O.W.
I’m speechless.