Father, I feel.... ennui

 

I don't need you anymore

 

 

Uma can read me stories.

Toot toot toot

 

Eyes have two modes

 

 

Alarmed by his cleanliness

 

 

Kieran's gymnastics

 

 

 

Best seat outside of the house

 

A little help here?

 

 

No go home!

 

Looking then leaping

 

 

Running through the pre-flight checklist

 

On his perch

 

Hand him downs

 

He wants one

 

 

Whatever it is.

Memory: not just a game

Last night, as I was putting Kieran to bed, he was telling me about a book he had found. "Can I show you it?" I told him, "you can show me in the morning." After I woke him up this morning, he said, "can you please open the curtains?" After I did so, he asked, "can I show you the book now?"

Waking up is hard to do

 

 

 

Sacked out

 

Ready to roll

 

Boy, even the mornings are hot

 

I'm not sure what was going on here