Lamb has been eager to try out her new hairdressing set on any victim she can manage to pin down for a few minutes. Usually her little brother.
I know, right? Only two again this week. I have taken heaps more but haven't been able to keep up with the editing. I often wonder how many photos are lost in the vortex that is my external hard drive. All because I haven't had time to edit them and now I've forgotten they even exist. One day, perhaps when the kids have grown up and left the nest, I will set a side a few days or weeks (and several thousand boxes of tissues) and I'll sit down and revisit them all. I kind of like that idea, all those precious, precious memories sitting in a little time capsule, just waiting to be rediscovered.
We spent the week recovering from last weekend's festivities. It was back to life as usual; cleaning, washing, grocery shopping, and other bits and pieces of blissful banality. But we still managed to sneak in some face painting, live music (we watched daddy play with oud virtuoso, Joseph Tawardros) and even a few babychinos.