Pancakes!

Aside from accomplishing everything on her list before noon on this cold, cold day, Zora also had a couple pancakes. She approved. Please find below an abridged chronicle of the pancake event.








All of a sudden, clouds passed over the sun. "What is this crap?" she said.

"Oh, well."

Happy Cold Day, Reader!

New Year's Eve Meal

R made a fancy dinner with Z. It's often hard to work with someone breathing down your neck, but R has gotten quite good at it.


Tarragon mashed potatoes, shallot cream sauce, scallops... Yum. Yes, it's a dark photo, but look at that plating!

Happy (belated) New Year!

TO DO:

Zora is collapsed, exhausted, on my shoulder. I just pried a tiny piece of paper from her clenched fist, on which is scrawled:

a Drop mama's phone behind bed
aa Bite mama's boob
a Kick daddy in privates
a Eat page of seed catalogue
a Break dish
a Remove all plastic containers from cupboard
a Pour cup of maple syrup on self, floor
a Unload clothes from dresser
a Find lipstick in mama's purse
c Noon nap

Good to see that someone in this house is achieving their goals for the day.