Streams of Light

Last week was fun. New teeth arriving. However a few mornings ago, after many rocky days & nights, Anja woke up in a fabulous mood. "Hello!" she called from her crib for one of us to come get her. Not only was she laughing, playing and being deliberately funny, but she woke up... smarter than the day before.

I'm not making this up! Anja was speaking sentences, with a plethora of new words to boot. Obscure words.

Watching her from day to day is living with constant surprises. This is good for a person. Toddlers don't get into ruts or boring routines. They are always moving forward, "on the verge", and you can't help but go with them.


Victim of the Project

Project Runway is feeding my addiction. One closet fashion victim who has nearly deprived herself of TV for a decade falls RIGHT off the wagon. It was inevitable.

Now that my admission has been published, can anyone tell me why it's impossible to stop watching? I'm not the only one. Will it be Michael? Or Laura (yeah Laura!)?? I have to go now. I'm sure there's a re-run I'm missing...