A photo essay

Hello my beloveds. I dream of updating you thoroughly, but this 3 kids gig is like trying to keep the locusts off your crops; there's just no spare time. So here is the past month in photos. A bit of explaining: I gave Hannah a way cool pixie cut in response to a request to look like her Dad, and then gave her free reign with the scissors to make it 'just right'. She hacked one side right down to the skull. Clearly I am a laid-back parent, yes? Good. Kit went through his own personal nightmare, forced to speak to multitudes of strangers with no end in sight. Yes, he and Tobin had a booth at the local garden show. They took all the displays by storm, with their very cool bamboo fence (which will be appearing next in our back yard!) and gigantic urn thingy (ditto!). The kids and I went to visit, Hannah thinking her purple dragon suit and her own baby Ivy were the right choice for such an event.

And I think that the pig sniffing at the Little People BBQ pork chop is oh-so-Hannah.

What else? I'm still here. And all the kids are alive. My work is done.