My mother’s response to my saying “Look at me! I’m being all domestic!” was “about time!” Thanks, mom.
Yesterday, April spent about twenty minutes cruising around the coffee table, yakking on my phone. You’d think she’d seen someone else doing it? My mom caught her in the act again this morning with her iPhone. Oh babies.
April fell asleep tonight with her head in my lap. Each night it takes less and less time for her to give in to slumber. As I lay there watching the rise and fall of her chest, I felt my heart squeeze. One day, I’m going to be wishing for these intimate moments again. Time […]
April is snoozing and I’m home alone. Finally! An opportunity for me to write. We are all sick. A few days before leaving Montreal for Toronto, Lisa’s sister got a cold. Then Lisa got it. April got the sniffles and I finally succumbed to it yesterday. Now my mother is giving me grief about bringing […]