My tenth floor aerie overlooks a very busy street, a row of heritage houses, another street over of heritage houses, and- three streets away- an elementary schoolyard. It is thus that I have a clock-free way of telling time during the schoolyear, which is: Kids, Kids, and Kids. Or, more specifically, Kids I, Kids II, and Kids III ( Read more... )

One of Rob's best friends stopped by this morning with his two young sons. I like these kids very much- smart, laid-back, funny little boys. Whilst their dad and my husband made manly talk about wiring and electrical codes, I took the kids upstairs to visit the budgies. Predictably, both were fascinated, especially when the birds made a few showy ( Read more... )