I've even been able to go outside without wanting to punch the sun in the face!
Yay! This is progress indeed.
A couple days ago, Jason and I went with Grace to the Royal Botanic Gardens while Ava and Nate were at school. (Don't tell.) It's a beautiful series of gardens and green space, overlooking Sydney Harbour and the Opera House. We had a nice time wandering around. The last time we'd been there was with my mom and dad, when Grace was just 6 weeks old. She'd had her immunizations on that day, and was not enjoying life.
This time around, she loved running around and wasn't too interested in sitting in her stroller. (Which, by the way, none of our kids loved the stroller. Which is why I'm glad we spent $130 on one at Kmart and not $1100 for a schmancy one. For the record, I blame Jason's hyperactive DNA.)
She is a lovely companion, as long as you give her whatever she wants and play by her rules. Simple enough.
Oh, and y'all--check out this freaky looking tree!
The little placard said it's a Queensland Bottle Tree. Isn't it cool? Full of character. It looks to me like it should be one of the Ents in the Lord of the Rings novels. Like it could come alive at any moment and steal your lunch money. There was a bigger one in the park that was sprawled out--I swear it looked just like Jabba the Hut.
Please ignore Jason's hat. We've had a few discussions about it, and that is all I will say.
("It's bug-repellent!" he says. "It's wife-repellent!" I say.)
I do indeed hope that you are having a fine day.