When the question came up “if Uncle Tim is ‘ancient, what’s Grandma Mardy?”  My response was “prehistoric.”  Yes, I was well out of her reach when I said it.  I’m crazy, not suicidal.  Arwyn’s survival instincts, it seems, are stronger than mine.  Anyway, we had a blast hanging with the family plus a couple of my mom’s friends (one of whom I’ve known my whole life).  Arwyn had plenty of art conversation with her aunt and Kia made sure to pester Tim plenty, so it was a great time all around.

I’m wearing my Phoenix fractal shirt, which seemed a suitable way to greet the new year, and Stacy’s wearing a fuzzy sweater because nature suddenly remembered that it’s winter in Michigan and got cold.  Arwyn’s got her Mumbo Jumbo moustache shirt, while Kia’s combining her new plaid hoodie with her Princess Leia t-shirt.