I’m not the man they think I am at home… Almost everything in my life is related to color, even people. I assign colours to the months of the year, words and letters of the alphabet. Even the people in my life have been unconsciously assigned colours. I’ve shared this newly discovered colourful ‘thinking’ withContinue reading “Rocket Man”

Pru chews on her bone under the office desk. Today is cold and she has worn her sunny yellow dog jumper. If you want to observe the better side of humanity put a tiny sausage dog in a yellow jumper. At the school gates parents and children cross the street to give Pru scratches. AfterContinue reading “30. Carry On”

Pru and I go for a long Sunday walk because it has been a long week. I returned from solo trip to Rome and then the fellow flew to the States for work. The week at home after my trip has been all about mothering hard. In our house, when our regularly planned schedule doesn’tContinue reading “36. Loft Dreaming and Rome”

Between illness and teacher strikes Pru has had way to much screen time with her sisters. She misses two days of walks and decides that chewing on the furniture will solve her problems. We finally get out for our walk and she is every shade of edgy. Turning the corner she lowers down and pauses,Continue reading “29. On Earth as it is in Heaven”

Today we take Pru to Blenheim Palace. It is her first trip to a place we visit often. Our girls learned to ride their bikes at Blenheim. We hope Pru will learn to walk with us and not bark at the entire world while doing so! It’s a sunny and still February day. Pru startsContinue reading “13. Accommodating”