good things in my life:

cooking with my children (in a real kitchen)... i just hope their memories of cooking with me don't include the swearing and frustration i'm prone to. 

pigeon books

playing wendy witch; doorbell ditching with my husband while the kids watch on

the children's museum

amazing, generous friends who support me as a mama and artist

evenings of painting next to my husband as he writes

the hum of my heater clicking on, signaling a new autumn day

an art and science co-op where i get to teach kids who have never really gotten messy before,

"it's ok to get messy, it's ok to get messy, it's ok to get messy"

 my own personal spock:

fresh pineapple, massive amounts of water, fish oil, and magnesium to abate the migraine

cuddle attacks

impromptu art dates

the way H responds to her new name, nekkie.

the fact that nekkie is completely potty trained if she is, in fact, nekked.