A portrait of my children, once a week, every week.

Iain: with handwork

Elijah: noticing a theme?

Galen: bathtub innovation

Màiri Rose: wants to know why her legs don’t get all wrinkly like the rest of her.

Steve worked from home all last week, limiting my computer time.  It’s very hard to beat a man who routinely wakes at 4:30 in the morning to the computer.  I can’t think of a single thing that would make it even worth trying.  Nor could I really be bothered to care either way.  I much prefer him home.  I’m somewhat lost in a book at the moment, a completely random acquisition from the library.  At first the writing style irritated me, but now I seem to be all caught up in the story.  It’s kind of the right time of year to get lost in a book I think.  The weather has been cold, cold, cold here, but today seems a little warmer.  I’m, very gratefully, up and around now a bit and doing well.  Thinking it’s high time I go make a pot of decaf Earl Grey steeped with half a vanilla bean.  Yes, I do believe that sounds just right.  Happy weekend to one and all!