But while I've been even more on my toes than usual, life has kept on. And regretfully life has not included pulling out the "real" camera. Every one of these is an instagram. Sigh, and soldier on.
Bunny continues to catch my heart in my chest several times every day. Almost 5 months old and I'm still pinching myself every single day that I have a daughter and that she is a delight.
The boys, collectively, have their own brand of delight. It's a bit harder for me to stay on board with in a moment-to-moment way, but they still regularly make me happy with their particular quirks.
And, in an effort to make his mother feel old, Sir O has been losing teeth about as rampantly as I've been losing my post-partum hair.
As a sort of parenting bonus - Sir O has a mortal fear of the tooth fairy. So she doesn't visit at our house. We just ceremoniously pack teeth up in a pouch I bought on etsy, and call it good.
In other news - my settee made the rounds and came back to me - not as I'd envisioned (or instructed), but still a nice little addition to the front room. There is apparently a quota of irony I must meet regarding my expectations every month or so. This catches me up.
My baby sister brought the world to tears with her thoughtful portrayal of Mary, as the lead in A Family Portrait, a suppositional story about the family of Christ. I am so proud of this girl.
And, my little brother got married this past weekend. I shopped the cooler and pulled together a bouquet for them the day before. Koch roses, spray roses, waxflower, and stock, with salal and some myrtle. After a really brutal year, we are all rooting for him to have some happy days ahead.
That accounts for some of what we've been up to. Just add cleaning the bathroom, preparing meals nobody wants to eat, doing laundry and cleaning the kitchen floor an infinite number of times (each) and you've got a pretty good picture of my present tense.
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