well, Joshua is home, and life seems a lot more cheery and hopeful (even on a dreary day like today); I can face life with a glimmer in my eye and a spring in my step . . . you know how it goes . . . I mean, look at me:

here I am drinking tea and sitting in front of my laptop while Joshua entertains the rowdy brood (captivating them with the legends of Zelda - - it's totally,
totally educational; they have to do like, problem solving and stuff)
so check out this little hat that came as a gift to
Josu when he was born. he really didn't get to wear it much (I'm not sure why I didn't force it on him; it's as cute as all get out!), but we did our part making up for it when we took the family out for a walk and down to the
pasteleria this morning. It got passed around and we all got a share of the
wooly hat goodness.


(click on Malachai's picture to get a close-up of the fantastic smattering of freckles on that cute nose!)

(
Josu - - a bit miffed that I made him take off his superhero cape for the picture. I'm still cool with my quirky sweet wearing it everywhere he goes, but, hey now son, there is a fine line between quirky-fun and quirky-obnoxious; let's limit the cape's presence in photos, ok?)

(even Rachel tried to join in on the fun)
3 comments:
what cute kids you have.
It is amazing how similar my view from my couch is to the photo you have posted. (except that I don't have kids)
hahahahaha...
Very cute, very cute. We are gathering up a collection of little things to send for Selma, and hopefully a few for the boys. Miss you!
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