Behind the Shop

I have really dropped the ball on the blog over the last couple of weeks, and in my queue is a blog post about cutting down our Christmas trees for this year, which maybe I will, in fact, still bust out. But here I am, listening to Caleb record his voice into his remote control robot he got for Christmas (“Naomi poos and Caleb poos!” “Caleb and Naomi are pooing!”), and Naomi swing around her umbrella enthusiastically into furniture and pets, and I am pinching myself at the best sort of chaos in life.