A few moments
I barely saw the kids today, because CJ took them to his parents for a long period of time (I wrote 5000 words, did four loads of washing, tidied the house, switched some of Louisette’s toys out with others from the secret stash, made and dyed a shaker for her, cleaned the bathroom. . .)
So this was my few moments with TJ (see if you can pick the moment he realised he was being talked to).
Mourning and Dancing
TJ had a brief pensive moment during playtime today, which happened to also be the day of my mum’s 60th birthday party – a bush dance.
Hands and Feet
TJ was staring at his feet, kicking them and scraping them against the end of the car seat just after he’d lost a sock and had it replaced. I think he was seeing if he could get his sock off again.
