Clara and I spent an evening at a bookstore trying to choose the perfect gift for her friend who is having a birthday party this weekend. She carefully considered different things and whether or not her friend would like them, and never once asked for something for herself.
Hugh. 23 months.
He will turn 2 at the end of the month. His favourite activities are “cuvv ering” (colouring), pounding things with his toy hammer and washing dishes. I can no longer run the tap at the kitchen sink without him dropping what he is doing and dragging a chair over, ready to tear off his shirt and
Tessa. 3 months.
I chose a sleeping picture of this little one because that really encapsulates her life lately. She has been regularly sleeping around 12 hours each night. In one unbroken stretch. Not joking. Not that our sleep is unbroken because both other kids wake up and come visit us.