Delinquent Mother

Questions I've received about my blogging absence: Did you fall off the face of the earth? Are your children hibernating? My wife won't leave me alone until you post something, when will you post? Did you sell the girls? West Nile Virus? Avian Flu? Are you alive?

Alas, we are alive and thriving, we have not slept the summer away, and no one has been sold for profit.

My professional life has been relentless this summer but has resulted in a promotion so I won't complain. The girls are rocking my world with their exploding vocabulary and imagination. We're halfway through the terrible twos and, well, it hasn't been so terrible. They have tantrums but usually it's over something so inconsequential it's easier to laugh than cry. (Of course, it's easy to be sanguine writing from a quiet office many miles from home. More than likely they will pull some stunt tonight that will put me into a blind rage--but that's still a few hours away.)

As proof that I haven't locked my children in the closet here are some pictures of their summer fun.

Coney Island

Hanging in the Neighborhood





Climbing the "Tall Mountain"

Visiting with Friends

Creative Impulses with Mr. Potato Head

An example of ZZ's Orderly Impulses