Day 15: Silence

I thought today was the 15th. I was wrong. But we will pretend it is because I took a picture for it this morning.

Sitting in the living room this morning, the first one up, no illumination but that from the little tree on my circa 1940s cabinet radio. Everyone else was still asleep and I reveled in the rare silence. Only the heater vent blowing and the tick of the clock, which is as close to silence as it ever gets in this house! Fifteen minutes later, small people began emerging from their cocoons of quilts and blankets and all the morning chaos began…

December 13: Tree

Baby Sprinkaan is a busy baby. Maybe I’m just old, maybe I just forgot, but he seems busier than any of my other babies. All of them, being born in the fall, were right about the same age at Christmastime and yet, this is the only baby who forced us to cage the tree. Even that is not foolproof because he manages to push the rigged-up baby gates until he can reach ornaments through the bars. Busy, busy baby.

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, I’m sorry we had to fence you