This is Sophie sitting in the rocking chair that belonged to my grandmother's cousin. . . the one that's been passed down maternal lines. The chair sitting in my family room.
Some of you have asked about Atticus.
He's here, always, with his blanket, where the kids are . . . where everyone is.
He loves when the Littles come, because they sometimes drop food. Actually, they always drop food.
See the rugs and yoga mats? They're in my kitchen because Atticus has been having trouble with his hips and knees. He's on a diet, and he's getting laser treatments and supplements, and he's doing better.
Kiran and Jack went to the basement to play with Jack's model trains today, and unless I learn about breakdown cars and cabooses, I may have lost him forever.