Here we are taking advantage of the photographer Lynsey (my sister) hired for Zannah's special day. Zannah, the sweet little girl Lynsey and Marcus adopted, was sealed to them last month.
This is Zannah with my maternal grandparents.
We looked at three houses yesterday located in the Malad of this area. The interiors were all great, but I want a house whose exterior has character as well as being attractive. I'll let you know if that's possible for a middle-class family if I continue the house-hunt much longer. As the Great Depression II threatens, we are feeling less inclined to buy a home.
When the kids and I returned from the grocery story today, Damon found two grasshoppers working on multiplying and replenishing the earth. He only has a one volume, which is loud, and he announced to all the neighbors, "Hey, these two grasshoppers are holding on to each other! Look at these two grasshoppers holding each other!" A good parent would have taken this opportunity to talk about the facts of life in an open, positive manner. But like the coward I am, I just said, "Yep, but try to talk softer. You're too loud." I promised myself to do the right thing next time: if I don't have this conversation with my kids, someone else (like a classmate) will.
