Monthly Archives: December 2011

In the past few days it has occurred to me a few times that I am the only person on this entire continent responsible for Katherine and Nathaniel.  All other potential guardians are a ten-hour plane ride away.  That has … Continue reading →

Nathaniel is now heading out into open floor space and, though he’s occasionally stranded and forced to sit down, he’s quite pleased with his new freedom.  Katherine is a bit baffled: she keeps wanting to help him, but she doesn’t … Continue reading →

Nathaniel has apparently figured out that there just aren’t enough doting adults in this house, so he’s taking matters into his own hands.  In the past few days he’s learned to turn around and slide down from the couch, single … Continue reading →

Nathaniel is now cruising around the room, holding lightly to furniture as he makes the rounds.  He  likes to mix things up, so I find myself arrested, halfway across the room, as he takes the opportunity to use me as … Continue reading →

Katherine has been doing really well recently, being a good helper, a happy walker, etc.  But we’ve had a good week now of no naps, lots of challenges to authority, and blunt refusal to learn letters or play along.  Tomorrow … Continue reading →

We began our Christmas day with a note of rebellion: I made blueberry muffins (blueberries are not an English food) for breakfast, accompanied by slices of clementines, apples, and bananas.  But much of the rest of the day had a … Continue reading →

Merry Christmas!

I took the kids out for our usual three-mile loop around the parks, over the (steep!) bridge, around the farm (this walk is known as “where the cows and horsies are” and requested under such a title), and back home … Continue reading →

Yesterday Katherine discovered a small donkey figure inside her Advent cone, after which I took the kids out for a walk downtown.  One of the area churches had advertised they would be bringing in a real donkey, so we were … Continue reading →

My fishing line finally arrived in the mail, so we decorated Katherine’s room with snowflakes.  She giggles when they turn due to a draft (or strenuous huffing and puffing on our parts), and I like the patterned shadows they make … Continue reading →