Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Change of air, the trade and waiting.

1. In a place with cold air con, to stand near the door and feel the real spring air.

2. To walk with a more experienced mother and talk shop.

3. There are days when we wait for rain. Today we are waiting for poo. Alec is starting to try solid food, and he hasn't done one for several days. It comes just as Nick walks through the door, and it is catastrophic -- all parts of the nappy, clothes, the bouncy chair and me. I don't need any help clearing up -- but I'm glad Nick is there to see how hard I work!

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...