A little family diary, in words and images.

I always wanted to keep a diary. Actually, I want to do a lot of things. But for me there is most always something of a gap, ranging from a sliver to a ravine, between the desire and the execution. So, I just turned 40, and I have thought and thought about how I would like to mark this occasion with some sort of gift to my incredible little family.
There is a saying, referring to money, that if you look after the pennies, the pounds will take care of themselves, and I think that growing a family is so much like that. It's the minutae of everyday that really is our story.
I remember that! says Archie in continuous celebration of his 2 year old adventures, and that's how I want to feel about all these beautiful days, that are flying past me so fast now I can hardly catch my breath.
So welcome to my little family diary, in words and pictures, which I have decided to blog just to help facilitate that execution problem I mentioned.
Have a lovely day.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

16FEB11 | Day 3


After more than a year of coveting her sister's cello, and belting out many a gloriously tuneless song on the out-of-tune family piano, Mattea has brought home her very own violin.
Further to which, Archie took approximately half an hour before smashing her rosin (stuff you polish the bow strings with) to pieces on the floor.
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