Family

Every Once in a While

Sundays used to be Family Photo Day but we rarely actually manage this. I like to have Dylan’s stripes done, but this takes a while, and it’s always hard to find the time to do it. Also Dylan really has limited free time in general, so it’s next to impossible to drag him out from the studio when he does, so we never actually have Family Photo Day as often as I’d like. Now we only manage it on special days, like Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, and my birthdays. Then when we do take the pictures, it’s always very chaotic, sometimes the weather is bad, and it’s difficult to get everyone looking good and happy and facing the camera with their eyes open. It’s next to impossible to have Asha, Feather and Daisy all looking proper and pleasant. Usually we just take what we can get and be done with it. It doesn’t really work out all that well, but every once in a while it works out beautifully. Regardless, I love our little family.

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Family

Together at the End

Our trip to Hawaii was a work event for Dylan and a holiday for me and Asha so Dylan spent the entire time working his ass off while Asha and I hung around killing time watching The Circle and spending afternoons at the beach. Next time we must add a couple extra days to the trip so that we can actually spend time together at the end as a family. Dylan worked so hard we barely saw him and never got a family photo in. The only family pictures we got were on our way out at the airport in the Delta Airlines sky lounge VIP. Behold our silly selfies.

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Family

Just Nice to Know

Missing my angel husband, I can’t wait to see him again, even though when he’s home he spends like 99% of his time holed up in the studio, so I never see him anyway, but it’s just nice to know he’s in there. I used to think people who got married and had kids were lame, but now I know that nothing matters more than family, and there’s nothing more majestic than love.

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Toddler Speak

Toddler speak is as much a challenging and complex language as any to learn, the going is rather bristly and tough for a while, both for the toddler and the adult, in efforts to communicate and be understood. There is mystery and frustration felt by all parties, but the sense of triumph and reprieve when a riddle is solved is all rejoicing and exultation. That AHA moment is glorious beyond compare. So far with Asha this is what we’ve got: Barbie dolls are dogs. Stuck is syuck. Light is white. iPhone is eye bone. This one is swan. This way is sway. Orange juice is oh jin. Thank you is tanks daddy. Dress is yes. Black is bwack. Chicken is kitchen. Getting this far provides joy and succour for all involved. Let me tell you, raising a child, watching them learn, and teaching them stuff, is fascinating, exasperating, poignant and fun.

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