Revelry Reverie

Henry art directed each photo that makes up this animation. “Now take a photo when I’m halfway down the slide!” He slides. Runs over, “can I see? Take it when I’m in the middle of the slide, mama.” And he told me “we are going to put them all together so we can show Eleanor.”…

Another great Christmas in the books. Henry and Ele woke up early and found their stockings on their beds – and those kept them busy for awhile. Then they emerged and found a bounce house in the loft. After some bouncing, they came in our room to tell us all about it. Then we all…

This guy knows my lyfe.

My kids are obsessed with Mrs Claus – particularly Henry. A few days ago, I recorded this exchange: Henry: Mom, why does Mrs. Claus live with Santa?Me: They are married! She wants to live with him.Henry: NO! She can take care of herself! — Zing Ring (@zandys) December 21, 2016 But it really goes much…

Sometimes, I wonder what it is Eleanor will do when she grows up. She wants to be a space doctor (sometimes a space vet), occasionally a teacher or the staff at a museum. Henry often tells me that he plans to be a cat. But usually when I start thinking along these lines, I give…

I love it here. The big kids played in the cul de sac with their friend Grant (two Grants on this street! It’s an A+ street), while the little Grant was a baby burrito. 

Facebook tells me that five years ago I was up all night with the twins, and two years ago I updated the look of my blog with a new theme and CSS. Well! Last night I was up all night with Grant, and yesterday I updated the look of my blog! So I am nothing…

Someone came to visit me while I worked and wanted to listen to my music. I am currently listening to “relaxing film scores” on Google Music. “IT SOUNDS LIKE XBOX,” Henry yelled. 

You can almost hear his giggle. 

Unbelievably good.