things are much the same around here.
spending time sifting through tied up bundles of newspaper cuttings, old notebooks, sepia family photographs and cc's story books. filling a shelf is taking a hundred times longer than it should, as we sit and pour over everything we unpack as if it is a new find.
cc has been entertaining himself with the bathroom mirror. he adores talking to his reflection. sometimes he hides then reappears in a sudden smile. sometimes he raises his top to have a good stroke of his belly button before hiding it away again. it is so lovely to hear him having these wonderful conversations that only he, and the little boy in the mirror, can understand.