We spent an afternoon watching these little Pine Gross Beaks in the pines outside of C's bedroom window. Flocks of them flitted about eating the seeds from the pinecones and chirruping happily.
A friend, who is an artist, has taken to encouraging M. (in big and small ways) in her art. Buying her supplies, books, giving her tips and pointers and making her canvas boards so that she doesn't have an excuse to not play, experiement and grow in her abilities. The scent of turpinoid wafts up the stairs, and I don't hear from her for hours it seems.
With J. home so regularly now we have been having scads of dinners together! It's been wonderful to listen to all the laughing chatter though the 'mmm's over their mouthfuls of food.