Yesterday Miss P asked me, 'Is the world still turning?' I love that. She's four.
JJ is twenty months and her words are multiplying by the day. The wonder of it.
When I'm not parenting, I'm painting. And that is all. No sketching (which I miss), no running (I miss that too), hardly any writing, blogging, reading (miss, miss, miss).
But the painting. It feels almost transcendental and I am revelling in it.
I had some wonderful news this week, which I will blog more about soon. I feel affirmed and encouraged.
Yes, do this.