The original plant was a birthday gift from Theseus; the piece I cut before it died lives in our bathroom now. One of these days I'll get it into the pot.

Someone learned a new trick.

Until Austin can fit into them, his stuffed animals wear his hats.

The "meat"ball really brings the dish together.

A guardian angel keeps watch outside Austin's bedroom. On the wing is the inscription: "Dwell in possibility" - Emily Dickinson. A mother's hope for her child.

Today was "Tulip Day" at day care. I suspect he had a little help coloring this tulip for us.

1972 called - it wants its wood panelling back.

Austin and I drove up to NY to visit Mer for the weekend. She and Jennifer have so many strange, lovely things in their house.

In the afternoons, if I am home early, I take the baby around the yard to smell the flowers. He touches them so carefully, like he's afraid they'll break. 

Spaghetti Face has sauce in his eyebrows.