Morning, Hope Valley, CA.

His first sentence, Hope Valley, CA. Behold, above, my boy’s first sentence (beyond a great number of “I [heart symbol] U Baba” sentences, each of which I have kept on their various scraps of paper).  The scatological cant of this one, while a touch wince-inducing, cannot diminish my pride in

Tetherball at big sister’s schoolyard, Berkeley, CA.   Next time around it smacked Baba in the kisser. That’ll learn me to pay attention. To wit (re: paying attention): I’ll be untethered from ye olde internet next week. Digital Sabbatical time, thank you GwenBell et al.!  Clarity, monotasking parenthood, and board