Late again.We have had a nice August/September. We saw family, friends, arch-nemeses (Violet von Doom). Of course, being the person I am, I have no photos of any of these encounters here with me on my computadora. Soon, perhaps.
Zora fared much better in her second encounter with Violet. There was almost a toy phone incident, and mild hair pulling, but the manacles and leg-irons on Violet evened the playing field for the most part.
Hmm... what else?
Z finally had a reason (Rosh Hashana) to break out one of the fancy Par-ee French dresses Auntie Stef gave to her. It's an amazing thing-- it has more detail on it than any piece of clothing R or I own. It fits her perfectly.
I don't quite remember the rule about plastic bags, but I do remember one is bad for babies. I'm pretty sure then that several wadded up and stuffed in a large plastic bag-- which is then tied to the wall for easy recycling that never happens-- is the perfect toy for a baby to play with.
Contemplative polka-dot elf.More to come soon!
