“a portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2017.:
Stella: You were off school for a week and totally despondent. Your best friend was in Singapore and you were not and you were missing her something terrible.
Hugo: You turned three this week. I don’t know how this went so quickly. As this past year went on you’ve moved manifestly from baby to boy. We celebrated your birthday with a pre-dawn wake up, present opening, burgers, a skipped nap, trains all afternoon, and then spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. You were thrilled by your day, and so gracious and appreciative. And me, I’m so glad I can give you this little day, for you’ve given me so much more.
Lyra: You’ve found your hands. You’ll play for ages bringing your hands together and then putting them in your mouth.