Revelry Reverie

I was digging through old stuff, sorting stuff to put away and stuff to toss, and found this ❤️ (it’s in the keep pile).

📸 Bob Ring

She’s more and more like the adult she’s going to be. She spent an hour explaining various Pokemon to me, and I’m just missing that part of my brain so I’m convinced she just told me about the same three in increasing and excruciating detail. I loved it. I love getting this time with them…

Eleanor has watched a tutorial, and is busy producing adorable drawings. This one is my favorite and it’s called Hunny Bear.

Grant asked if he could take some photos on my phone yesterday, so he cruised around for quite awhile, taking photos (and showing me after each one he took). I hear “mom” a thousand times a day, if you couldn’t tell. It’s really interesting to see what he’s interested in, although not very surprising.

I just recently started following a twitter account that posts photos of Canadian paintings. It’s called CanadianPaintings. The reason I started following it is because it’s posting some amazing paintings of snow in particular. We can all stand to better appreciate Canadian art in general, but right now I’m in it for the snow paintings.…

This morning over breakfast, my 9-year-old daughter asked me, “mom, what is … summer? Like, will we have … school? Still?” She looked genuinely puzzled. She’s been on a system of school/summer for four years now (she didn’t get summer breaks in daycare), except the past year has been such a weird, oily mix of…

Walnut is chilling downstairs with us this morning.

I don’t think I’ve personally ever had such a rotten first couple weeks of January. Obviously, we’re all living through some things at the same time (the ongoing pandemic, the coup that is dragging out, remote schooling), but it’s been worse than that. I’m not just talking about Grant’s ongoing, flat-out refusal to poop in…