Great expectations
A portrait of our family:
Before you ask if one of the children is a prodigy: No, I drew this.
Our unborn one’s “placeholder” name is Pip.
(Permanent name TBD.)
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Having mostly recovered, healthwise, we’re happier tonight. The weather – lately rather droughty – has been recovering, too. Yesterday there were wild rains (and hail); the lawn is greening again.
The boys have inherited their second cousins’ trampoline. Their use of it, so far, is reminiscent of the WWE (née WWF). But with less pretending.
Ah for those proto-anglophilic days in Esmeraldas when I would cheer for the British Bulldogs, and then emulate them with David.
Before you ask if one of the children is a prodigy: No, I drew this.
Our unborn one’s “placeholder” name is Pip.
(Permanent name TBD.)
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Having mostly recovered, healthwise, we’re happier tonight. The weather – lately rather droughty – has been recovering, too. Yesterday there were wild rains (and hail); the lawn is greening again.
The boys have inherited their second cousins’ trampoline. Their use of it, so far, is reminiscent of the WWE (née WWF). But with less pretending.
Ah for those proto-anglophilic days in Esmeraldas when I would cheer for the British Bulldogs, and then emulate them with David.