For a human being who can not yet dress herself, or do her hair or even have the motor skills to use a spoon effectively; she does a darned good job at clicking- on her infant seat belt. She can undo it herself as well. She braces herself and hangs on to dear life when... Continue Reading →
Airport hopping is something the entire family loves. We have even come to enjoy the cold, soggy stuff they pass off as food. The vortex that sucks in our waste, the stale, dry cabin- air, the duty- bound hence pleasant attendants, the non- functional bassinet seats, the turbulence and palpable fear of death- we love it... Continue Reading →
The wedding shenanigans concluded by Monday. At least for J and Lil' Z. With a train to catch, J decided to make a quick visit to the beach. A sort of goodbye. A place of peace and calm for J. A place where Mr H and she had hid from the world. Six years ago.... Continue Reading →
Hella folks! It's been a while. A short while. But a while nonetheless. This post was supposed to be up last night, the darned internet and my own dull-witted, forgetful brain colluded and made the post disappear. Poof! Just like that. Half an hour. Precious,precious time. Where the baby sleeps and the tired, unwell Momma... Continue Reading →
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