It’s disturbing how fast time is moving. It’s April tomorrow. Eek. I keep expecting October. Soon I’ll be hitching my pants to my chin and talking about those days when i used to pick garlic before we had the internets.
Which did happen. Once. For a day. It’s hard work picking garlic. Makes you clothes smell too.
Not much of interest and excitement is happening. Counting down to Peru which is interesting and exciting but I suspect it will be a lot more so when I’m over there and engaged in widespread Alpaca hijacking.
Grand Theft Llama would be an awesome game.
Did manage to successfully take Theo and Ben for a trip to the supermarket on Sunday. Ben and I have been to the supermarket together successfully on numerous occasions. But this was the first time we’d taken his progeny. I was keen to try out the ‘I have a baby, baby’ line and I think Ben was keen to try out the ‘oh man Karen needs some rest’.
Turns out movies haven’t completely lead me astray. Several attractive women did come over to us and look at Theo. But also many, many old witches from out cave territory came over to see whether he’d fit in their cauldron. Turns out: no.
Anyway. Here is a photo. Ben is looking more alert. And Theo less so. It’s from when Theo was 24 hours old or something. He has grown since then. Ben – well he’s probably the same size. Just a good deal sleepyier.
