So busy, no time even to sit here and tell you about it. Nothing special, just the usual – work, family, house, friends, stuff. It’s all great, and it all feels a bit too much sometimes.

Had a sleepover with Eli this week, most importantly, as brother Ben was sick. On the streetcar back to my house, he looked at me seriously. “Glamma, is it today or tomorrow?”
How to answer such an existential question?
We decided to plant his little garden, as we did last year. What did he want to grow? “Strawberries,” he said, after careful consideration, “and sushi.”
Jean-Marc and Richard, who love kids and are wonderful with them, came to visit. JM told Eli they were going to fly home. After they left, he said, “How did those guys fly home? What if they lose their superpowers?” 

Eli last year – couldn’t find a pic of him in the same kind of pose as Dad below, but you get the idea.