On September 29th, my brother Patrick called me. You know, he said, you only have one more day to write a post in September. I acknowledged his powers of observation and explained I just didn't have time.
By October, he must have given up, because I didn't get my warning call on Friday.
But now it's November, NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month - aka, the month in which you are supposed to post every day). Last year, I had an huge trip to Australia, New Zealand and Japan to write about. It took me more than the month of November to finish! What on earth am I going to write about now?
Ah, and now we see the genius inherent in my laziness. I've been saving up all of my good stories for November. Brilliant, right?
Yeah, it would be if I had a bevy of good stories, but for now, I just have a few things to share.
Like the day my cousin Susie visited my mom and I with my aunt Mary and her son Liam (my first cousin, once removed, according to the very complicated tree on Wikipedia). You may remember him from here.
Eh, what does it matter what his title is, he's a cutie.
No, we didn't let a seven-month-old go down the slide alone.
His mom is braced to catch him and strategically cropped out of the picture. :)
We had a great time at the playground. Liam was fascinated by the falling leaves, and he only tried to eat a few of them!
And he's such a ham. I had such a great time!!
Susie, I'm so sorry these took so long. I should have all the pics to you shortly.