Week 21

Tomaaaahto, Tomhato, Potaaaahto, Pohtato, Amelia Clare, Emilia Clare.  I have to get my pronunciation down before June as Earhart is what keeps ringing out.   Rough weekend form Mama and the babe.  Luciana fell ill on Thursday, bedridden until today.  I don’t know anyone who’s escaped the flu or plague may it be destroying the best of weekends.  Luckily Moonstruck and Fried Green Tomatoes salvaged the nights challenging cold sweats and nausea.  Luciana was hot like summer asphalt in João Pessoa and that bun definitely feeling the oven heating up.   The fever finally broke this morning as they both prepare to head back to school tomorrow.   

This week Emilia Clare is the size of a banana just monekying around.  I decided to start reading to her and resonate my voice so she won’t only listen to mommy. That’s how it works, they listen I assume.  Since no Mother Goose yet she’s becoming a Zepplin fan as we dive into When Giants Walked the Earth.  She flutters every time I say Bonham so perhaps we’ll have us a musician or simply a noisemaker.    She starts to taste food this week and her digestive track is forming, hopefully she’ll have my iron gut and not be finicky.  We should get back on track this week eating healthy ridding the sickness form the house.

Not all bad new this weekend as the first images of Emilia Clare arrived Thursday- simply amazed.  She’s growing fast and before we know it she’ll be turning our world upside down, can’t think of a better way to spend the summer. (Remind me I said this mid-July)  Goodnight from the Sanders home we are happy to share this time with you all.