Since I last posted, my oldest hit double digits (picture quality is poor because we turned out the lights in the dining room to sing "Happy Birthday") and we had a magical New Year's celebration.
I connected with my inner web-slinger. (Bet you wish you had a light-up Spiderman mask for the days when you need some extra superpowers.)
Pete has been especially cute lately. Today he wanted to wear his brother's knight costume (the dark streak down his shirt? he had just overturned a glass of water on his head), but then decided he needed to nurse not long afterward. Duly refreshed, he pushed a dining room chair all the way into the office, so he could retrieve a book from the paperback shelf. What did he need to read so badly? Hamlet. Let's hope Sir Pete has a happier end than the prince of Denmark.
This last one is chronologically out of order but it makes me laugh. We have a swinging door between our kitchen and dining room that's almost always open. Joe decided this was a perfect place to stash some Advent candy filched from the bag one night when no one was looking. Life is hard, Joe says. Keep chocolate close at hand.
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