Pictures of the elusive Theo-beast have always been rare and challenging. When he does finally stop moving, I get a lot of this. And this. Bad news is, he’s been teaching his previously-pose-tastic little brother his fine ways. He’s never been prouder. All together, now. I give up.
Last week my physiotherapist suggested that Carl and I switch sides of the bed. It seems that extended curled-in-a-ball left-side sleeping not only results in thinning hair in one particular spot on my hairline, it may also be contributing to my “twistiness”. That and “shiftiness” are two of her favourite, very technical, words to describe me. […]
The other day my 4-year-old came running out of the bedroom wide-eyed, exclaiming, “Gavin JUMPED from the top of his bed, then he FELL on the BED and hit his FACE, then he kept falling and fell onto the FLOOR and hit his face AGAIN!” His two-year-old brother came running out behind him, red spots appearing on […]
This morning there was a lady behind me in line at the grocery store with a five day old baby, and, of all the ridiculous things, I was kind of jealous. I think I might be turning into that sort of person I’ve always wondered about that wants to hold other people’s babies besides their own. That […]
Carl’s birthday was in February, so the fact that I’m getting around to sharing the dessert from that occasion in April is a little sad, since all this time it’s been weighing on my mind how you’re all missing out on having this chocolate decadence in your lives. Obviously it wasn’t weighing too heavily, since […]