Aurora never really liked fingerpainting as a toddler, but I guess she has gotten over her distaste. Laurel likes it just fine. I love these moments when the two small-fry can co-exist peacefully.
It rained on Monday! Which was great, but I had promised the kids a trip to the zoo that day. So we ended up going in the afternoon with dada. We had the place to ourselves, and the roaring of lions filled the air. I can imagine it would be a bit creepy to be there after dark, with those bellowing sounds surrounding you . . . knowing that the whole "lions and tigers and bears" thing was not just your imagination . . .
We've all got some respiratory thing. Wheezy sniffly ack. We're about one week on one week off with the diseases. Talked to Matt and he said that his fam in CT was about the same, sick now too. That made me feel better somehow, like it wasn't some kind of major failure on my part that we keep getting sick. We're trying! Vitamins, baths, handwashing, fruit and veg . . . and yet here we are. At least we can all still howl with Zeppo while watching Fantasia.
I am a mama, Certified Professional Midwife, dancer/choreographer, gardener, photographer-in-progress, collector, yogi, and lover of the quirky/wild/wierd/wonderful. Myself, two daughters, one dog, two rats, two hamsters, and an ever-changing number of fish reside in an old farmhouse on two limestone-ridden acres in the Hill Country of Central Texas.
My irrational obsessions include: bright blue borage flowers, embroidered pillows, tunics, vintage tablecloths, shoe lasts, rusted iron, my daughter's smile, and the sunshine on my face.