Angie wrote:I hope you had a fantastic birthday dinner, Beth! How did your friend's Tarot reading go?
Thanks Angie, it was fun.
Jackie's tarot reading was an interesting example of synchronicity, or maybe something more. It was very positive - she's had the most awful time the past few years, just a terrible run of bad stuff going on. The reader told her this time was coming to an end and that her luck was about to take a turn for the better. Later the same day, she got a call to say she'd succeeded in getting a job she'd interviewed for the day before (having been unemployed and on disability benefit for three years), and no sooner had she put the phone down than she got another call to say she'd won a place on a Buddhist retreat she's been trying to get on for ages. All in all rather a good day, and quite a spooky coincidence!
I try to plant little seeds in Henry's mind now, like, "I hope when Ellis gets a little bigger you'll help me teach him how to..."
That's an excellent strategy, giving him a sense that he's an important part of his little brother's life and a feeling of positive responsibility. He's lucky to have an intelligent and sensitive mother who understands the importance of helping his self-esteem in this new situation.
Ellis is in the 90th percentile for his age, and if he didn't look so much like his brother, only bigger, I'd think he was switched at birth. My husband's of average build, and I'm 5' 1" on a good day, so I don't know where he got it!
It's strange isn't it, Rocco's dad is also average height/build, and while Kate is taller than average for a woman she's not remarkably so. We're a bit bewildered at this point by Rocco's very rapid growth, when we took him to get weighed about a month ago he was at the 75% mark for babies born at the same time, then on Monday last week when Kate took him he was at 98%. He's now 21.5lbs.
Poor Kate was actually very upset by the attitude of the health visitor who weighed him, she made some remark along the lines of 'he'll have to stop this growing soon.' As if Kate was doing something wrong? Um ... how exactly do you stop a baby growing?

She was in tears on the phone. I told her to just go with her own instincts about his feeding, she knows him better than anyone else in the world, after all. He's having solid food now but she's cut his bottles down to compensate. He looks in proportion so I think he's just going to be a tall lad.
And FYI, Beth, we can't have flowers around our dang cats, either!
It's weird, this obsession they have with eating flowers. Luckily my other two are not as bad as Missy. My bouquet has now gone the sad way of cut flowers, so she's now started eating the little violet-coloured plant you can see on my table in the pics.

Ice, you were the one most tender with the rivers.
You, the roof of the waves, layer after layer after layer ...