We had a day at home again, just the two of us, so he read two Bob Books, practiced letters, recorded some songs, listened to our songs, purged a few pictures from the burgeoning collection of artwork (with Callum's permission), managed an afternoon nap together and stayed warm. I can't believe we've had the heating on every morning and day as soon as the sun begins to go down. What a record cold winter it's been here in LA, this morning 34F.
Now if only I could get Callum to bear Burts Bees lip balm without screaming and if I could get him a good haircut, he'd be dandy.
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