Alec was one today. He seems big and little at the same time. I'll write more about him tomorrow.
1. Maggie's first words are reported on Facebook. We like and like and like.
2. We open -- it's a slow business, though -- a couple more of Alec's Christmas presents. He takes his time, stripping off tiny pieces of wrapping, tasting them, offering them to us, getting distracted by the contents of the previous parcel. I wish I was more like him.
3. Everyone else is in bed. This is my time in my kitchen.
