Patrick has a tendency to fall down on the floor when he’s sleepy. He hates being put in bed, but anywhere the blankie is is OK, apparently.
For some reason, Bren is embarrassed by this picture. I think it’s cute, don’t you?
Donal got his “Totin’ Chip” at scout camp this summer. Neal promptly took him out and bought him a knife. Although nervous on behalf of my upholstry, I have been very pleased to see how responsible he’s been with it. In this picture he’s only pretending to whittle. He said I was getting too close with the camera (“You’re inside my blood circle, mom,” he said importantly) so this is a dramatic re-enactment.
The parakeet taming is coming along slowly but surely. It has been difficult for the children to understand that taming an animal proceeds at the animal’s pace, not theirs! But they are finally seeing the results of their work. Bluebell sat on my finger a few days ago, and Snowflake, not to be outdone, perched on D’s arm during school today.
Hadassah looking queenly in her favorite place: reclining on my pillows. I’m curious- with the cat on my bed and the kitten in my rocker… where am I supposed to sit?






Ain’t it crazy where a kid will sleep and to top it off they don’t get sore backs, necks,……lol.