It was the best of times……











Visitors have invaded my house – there are boxes of cereal, tiny jars of food, any manner of squeaking things, and roll-y things, and soft smudgie things strewn about in complete chaos.  There are beds; one for upstairs, one for down;  jump-y seats, and carriage rides; quilts on the floor, and wrappers from used up things, and wrapped up things waiting to be used…….a baby is visiting.  No time to steal away for a few hours of art making.  All those things strewn about have strict guidelines and schedules, and times to and when not to — it’s busy work having a baby around!  And it is the best of times!


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