table time

This boy has graduated to the table at shared mealtimes and he couldn’t be happier with himself. He’s rapidly giving up on this baby business, though we’ll refuse to acknowledge that fact for as long as humanly possible (I’m thinking I’ll possibly stop referring to him as the baby when he hits 45).

Gratefuls:

1. A beautiful conversation with my friend’s Mum who shared about the loss of her husband of 66 years. She was so open and honest, I felt I could have listened for hours;
2. Chicken pie - it’s not helped the attempt to shed Christmas flubber but it was a belter;
3. Isaac being really happy today - chatting away constantly and giggling at whatever he’s trying to say.