Alison Hodgson

Expert on the etiquette of perilous times.

Photo Booth

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Up until about two months ago there wasn’t much photographic evidence that I am a part of this family. If you looked through our boxes, yes I said boxes, of photos you might think that this family was made up of a handsome man and one then two then three squirrely little kids.

Then I bought a Mac and Christopher quickly discovered Photo Booth. I have 5 count them, five hundred and some pictures taken and almost all of them are of me (because I am the boss of the Mac) and one or all of my kids. It is our new hobby.

Tonight Christopher asked if we could take some silly pictures and so we did that for a little bit. You will note that I am often in my jammies and I don’t always feel like taking a picture, but I do because I get to be with these people and laugh and press my face close to one or two of theirs.

Birdie’s sweet smile.

A Bean and her blanket, “Pinkie”.

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Four dirty cups are lined up on the counter. We just came in from playing in the snow. It is sunny and cold here so Torey and I threw the kids outside then put on our gear and followed them.

We have a steep hill that is part of our yard and if you are careful to avoid the garage, a tree, a raised garden bed and whatever car is in the driveway, you can have quite a ride. Unfortunately the snow was sort of thickly powdery and not conducive to sledding. Fortunately Torey has a lot of energy, physical strength and thinks like a kid. Soon she was towing the Legumes around on a cool new sled of Christopher’s. She ran up and down our drive making a circuit. The big kids lined up to take a turn too. Whenever the kid fell off the ride ended. The Legumes usually doubled up. The first turn would get one of them and the second the other. Both of them were tough, laughing when they picked themselves up and brushed off the snow.

Finally, when we were all exhausted we lay on the driveway with our faces in the sun and breathed deeply the fresh, cold air.

And then we came in and had hot chocolate.

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The Legumes have been happily playing in their own little world each one wearing her mother’s sunglasses.

“These were my mom’s glasses but she died so now I wear them.” I heard Eden say and looked up. Both girls saw me and froze.

“How did she die?” I asked.

Eden just blinked at me while Ren stood in the background,eyes even wider than normal. I just waited while Eden walked over to the couch and sat down, “My mom got scratched by a bird.”

“Mine too,” Ren said.

“She did not!”

“Yes she did. We were on a picnic…”

This was when I began to choke on my stifled laughter and the mood was broken.

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