Saturday, February 20th 2016

Partly on account of stupid “Disk Full” messages on my computer (and honestly sated from recent trip), I commit myself to refraining from photographing the children for a while.  Their lives are hyper-documented.  I don’t need more material.  Letting go of moments is healthy.

I make it as far as breakfast.  Well, blunch.  Daddy and I are finishing the wonderful meal and the kids have spun off when from behind me I hear, “WANNA SEE A BUTT?!”   I cannot resist.  Of course I want to see a butt.  I turn around and to the surprise of my wondering eyes, what do I see;   TWO BUTTS.

What joy, what rapture….  Zap.  My vow is broken and I’ve already taken a picture.  In a new twist, the kids helped me “sticker” it for… propriety’s sake.  You know, so Aunt Jane Ann won’t have to worry:

Oh my stars it’s a DOUBLE FULL MOON.

Then later, in our spectacularly unstructured (no-gig) day, this (sacred mundane action) is happening:

How’s a girl to resist?

[Note: Upon review, it looks like Paul farted and knocked out the cat.]

Gavin has taken the plunge into Harry Potter, and we have not heard from him since:

Damn, a picture.  WHY!!??  (oh wait, look; Angels. *sigh*)

I think it’s clear I have an addiction problem.

So does my son it appears.

Praise be.  We meet up with Mom, who is happy to celebrate Gavin’s completion of the first Harry Potter book:

The Reader Re-Emerges

Ok no more photos.  But, wait…

Gavin and Bubble Wow

*Sigh*