Saturday, June 11, 2011

To the door, working time and less urgent.

1. She comes to the front door in the rain carrying her little boy on her shoulders.

2. I know Alec's tired because nothing will do, and he keeps rubbing his eyes, but he won't lie in his cot. I wrap him in the sling, and get nearly two hours of working time -- bliss.

3. I get a lovely smile before the "Milk NOW" cry begins. I listen hard to that cry, because it's getting rarer. He doesn't seem to feel so urgently hungry any more. I feel as if it might be the last time I'll hear it.

Not full, new coffee and nearly gone.

1. Opening the dishwasher and discovering that it is not full and clean as expected, so I don't need to empty it.  2. The new coffee has...