Manage, 2014

Givar, winter 2014
Faith is 30, Olivia is 8, Vivienne is 7. Walt Jones is 31

It started innocently enough, an extra long nap here

an extra TV dinner there.

It wasn't until she found herself hugging the toilet in the wee hours of the morning

that Faith finally put two and two together.

Apparently that night left a few reminders.

It was her birthday

and they celebrated with too much asian food

and too many sake bombs

and apparently too much woohoo.

She was pissed, they were finally at the stage 

where they could get the girls to do their homework on their own and play quietly.

The girls were at the age where they were actually fun to be around sometimes

and had their own personalities.

Their bills were paid on time...at least half of the time

The only new family member Faith had considered adding was the stray dog Vivienne befriended.

They had agreed to take the girls iceskating, 

it was free that particular day, which made it highly affordable for them.

Not only did it occupy their two restless children for hours,

but it also gave them time to talk.

"We can't afford another child,"

"It will be ok."

"No, it won't. We'll need a bigger apartment,"

"Then it's great news that the landlord told us about that apartment above us becoming vacant at the end of the simolonic month."

"How can you be so...so...calm about this?"

"It's a baby, Faith. We'll be ok, we'll manage."

Faith sighed.

"We have to manage, we have no other choice. We'll do what needs to be done and it'll be fine."

Faith nodded, they would manage. They had to.

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Baby Humphrey is due Fall 2015

Some extra pictures of the girls, before I realized that they were in their summer wear during the winter :)