Levi is cast-free for the first time in six weeks. He has mixed feelings about it. He's really been looking forward to it, but his arm no longer feels quite like his arm, and there's a scar on the elbow from the surgery. He's a little freaked out by it. He even asked the doctor… Continue reading Progress!
Still chewing his pancake ("Close your mouth when you chew, sweetie" is the refrain of my life right now), Levi asked, "Hey Mama, whose belly was I in again?" This is a conversation we've had often, and he knows the answer. I think he just likes to be reassured that it hasn't changed. So I answered… Continue reading Can I see a picture of her?
... when they're not trying to kill each other.
Earlier: "Mamaaaaaaaaa!!! Help!" In fact, he did not need help to get out of the bucket. But he did want me to take a picture. And for a wonder, his feet are not irredeemably dirty. And just now: "I know! Let's use each other to bowl!" I don't know what that means, but I think… Continue reading Sounds from the Living Room