“A portrait of my family, once a week, every week, in 2016.”
Rowan: while you and Adam shower I hear this conversation from my room:
You: Papa did you fart?
You: it stinks. Don’t do that again.
Also, I’ve caught you twice now dancing in the bathroom when you’re supposed to be pooping.
Leora: I’m expecting a tooth to pop out any day now (at least, I hope…).
Adam: we’ve been watching the Olympics together in the evenings. Rowan pretends he needs to use the bathroom so he can sneak out into the living room and watch with us.
Me: tried my first fresh fig, loved it and am now on the hunt for a fig tree.