portent or procrastination?

Leo and I were cleaning the pool this morning and this is what we discovered...



Is it just me or does anyone else find this creepy? I nearly had a heart attack at the sight of it. If I hadn't been holding Russell at the time I probably would have.

I feel like it might be an omen, some kind of warning from the gods about letting the children use the pool today. I'm almost afraid to go to exercise class because Kurtis might recklessly decide to take all three of them in at once and Leo is not a strong enough swimmer to be in a pool with only one adult and a baby brother. He can't touch bottom yet.

It's probably silly but the arm feels ominous to me. I believe in omens. Or maybe I just don't want to go to exercise class. It's so hard to know myself at times.

boxes

Who knew how fun a cardboard box, an inflatable pool and a box of smarties could be...

becoming friends with superheroes

On the way out of Ikea yesterday, Leo whispered in my ear that he had saved all of the other kids from drowning in the balls because he was a superhero. I asked him who he was playing with.

"I had special names for them." He said.

"I called them Night Serana and Princess Gihalla."

"Oh." I said. "That must have been fun."

"Not really." He whispered.

"They didn't like their names so they pushed me away because sometimes, Mum, sometimes people don't even know that they need to be saved."

My secret identity

Are mothers supposed to have other lives? Specifically other lives where they dress up in funny costumes and sing songs about love and loss and drinking?


Shhh....I do....

Short Hills hike

Here we are on a recent hike. It was a three hour hike and both Aidan and Leo did it all without complaint. In fact, the only one who complained was Russell. He just couldn't wait to get out of the back pack and get on the ground himself.




















Can you tell that he does everything his older brother does?

















Russell was so much happier once he got moving







We didn't build it. We just found it.







Awwww....look! They love eachother.

doo dee doo...

well, my baby is too wonderful for words and none of my children know who Michael Jackson was...whatever shall I write about?

um...ahem...hello, again?

So, it's been awhile...babies, potty training, a wedding. What can I say? Things got away from me. But I'm back. I'll try to be back. I know I've been bad. I'm sorry. Can we just skip this terribly contrite post where I grovel at your feet, unknown audience? Let's move on to the good stuff, shall we?