H.A.H.

This post is inspired by the Alumni Association at work, which sponsors events in a series titled, "Calvin Around Town." I like to think of these photos as "Helen Around Home." Well, it works for me. And it is my blog. And it is late at night. :)



Easter morning, Helen with her peeps.Yes, there are way too many baskets there. I tried to keep it small this year - two chocolate eggs, a $3 toy, sunglasses (which they needed anyway), and a packet of seeds for each of them to plant in our garden this spring. Then, Saturday night, the neighbors (an older couple) dropped by with baskets for each of them. "Well, we were making them for our grandkids, anyway..." That candy will last a bit longer. And the toys were overflowing. Happy, spoiled children. And that was before Grandma Di came over with baskets of her own for the kids. Ahh, decadence. :) 



All the kids get sent to bed at the same time, for simplicity. But James is not always quite ready to sleep. He has developed on his own a favorite ritual. He used to ask me to "tuck him in and tell him the plans." Now, instead, he asks me to "bring Helen in to say good-night." He likes this one-on-one time that he gets after John and Maggie are asleep.

Helen seems to enjoy this visit, as well. She gets to stretch out on her own and kick, yet have a servant at her beck and call to talk to her and rub her tummy. And I get 10 minutes to myself to clean up dinner dishes, or use the bathroom. Such decadence for me, too!

Chillin' with Dad. As usual, she pretends the parent holding her doesn't exist. But she will have a ready smile for a complete stranger who walks up and smiles at her. Go figure. I guess we will just have to tell ourselves that she is very  secure in our love.  By the way, this picture is just a bit blurry because repeated attempts to use the flash were all a disaster. Jeremy must have the best/fastest/strongest eye reflexes in the world. But the stoned look does not suit him.