Above: Some pictures we liked from the Neue, but I really, really feel strongly about no even slightly questionable art in my office. I thought I could hang (by which I mean stick to my wall with masking tape) this Klimt, but it turns out she needed a bit of editing. My office is still G-rated.
I don't think I've said here: The boys were really pretty good all break--they played well together and they are just totally devoted to each other. Right now they're into some new audiobook together that they listen to whenever possible. And for all of this, I am truly thankful.
Francisco has been working on the bathroom door mechanism. A spring inside broke and there isn't a good replacement in Home Depot's box of all possible springs. He asked me to consult (!! the first time anyone has been interested in a mechanical collaboration with me!), and it was delightful, though still unsuccessful. But Francisco has several more ideas about the door. And in the meantime, guests can use the basement bathroom.
Oh my goodness. Blaze's first essay assignment. I remember when I did this with Q--I still have his stashed away somewhere--I would like to put them side-by-side. What a delight to get to work on this with Blaze.
Also last night I made chicken pot pie, which took so long that the boys fed themselves first. Unfortunately all the broth got absorbed by the biscuits, but it was still piping hot and delicious, aside from being a dry bite. And I stayed up too late to watch the basketball game on streaming after the kids went to bed.
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