We are out of light bulbs.

The kitchen lights have blown.

I went to the store to get light bulbs.

I bought dish soap, bananas, milk, smoked ham bones for soup.  I drove home, and realized I had not bought light bulbs.

Etienne very generously lit a bunch of candles for me while I made dinner to provide some light (excess amount of matches used).

Okay, hold that thought I am skipping to a new one, but I will come back to my dark kitchen and make it all relate.

I love LOVE how Tsega follows me around everywhere.  If she is not in the baby carrier, or on my hip, she is right at my heels. Between her and the dog I have this wonderful little fan club.

If I have to go in a room and shut the door when I come out they are both sitting right outside the door waiting for me. If I go outside her little face is up against the glass of the door and she dances and screeches with joy when I return as if I was gone hours when it was only a minute.

Our kitchen has an island and sometimes when I am cooking I will go back and forth, around and around the island from the stove to the fridge to the pantry, and she is right there, usually holding toys in her hands up close to her chest toddling behind me.

Last night I could hear the pit pat of her following me. The dining room light was on, but of course the kitchen was dark and when I turned I could see her little shadow coming around to find me. Oh my heart.

Everything takes me three times as long to finish now because it is so much more fun to stop the world and sit on the floor and play with her.

The kids say all the time "What was our life like before there was a Tsega?!"

We love loving her.