New site, and what happens when you raise your child around creative types and heathens.
Hi! I keep writing complicated posts and thinking, “Oh, this will take forever, let me just write a short one,” and then that takes forever and… well, let’s just say my dashboard looks like those Russian nesting dolls now.
But what I *did* manage to do is build a new little site; it’s called Waterloo Sunset and is a tribute to the song of the same name. I’m rather pleased with it.
This morning, W. and I were playing in the courtyard of a closed museum down the street. Across the street, a church service let out.
“Mommy, are those Presidents?”
“Presidents? No, they’re people leaving church.”
[After a minute]
“Why did you think they were Presidents?”
“Because they’re wearing President clothes.”
I am so pleased with that.