Scenes from quarantine

So this is admittedly a misnomer.  We’re not in quarantine.  We’re in the midst of “lockdown” which isn’t really lockdown, but just a time when we are subject to Malaysia’s Restricted Movement Order.  I just liked the way it sounded.

Also, this should really be an an Instagram post, but some pics were taken with James’s phone and some with mine, and I can’t figure out a convenient way to get a bunch of pictures in one post when that happens.

Also also, these photos are not edited because I’m too lazy.

Enough caveats for ya?  This is what we’ve been up to:

To assist with our quarantine 15, James has gotten really into baking with yeast

I’m very grateful to eat all of his deliciousness, but he talks about his starter ALL THE TIME. He’s always feeding it and splitting it and taking it for walks in the park. It’s a bit much. (Love you, babe!)

Daily dose of light distance learning

If there was ever a time to have a face tattoo . . .

#fortlife

The very tall 14 month old who is into EVERYTHING

As outside as we get these days

More “outside” time in the parking garage

Thank goodness for TV

Doing Minecraft yoga from Cosmic Kids

Henry’s pigeon after watching Mo Willem’s Lunch Doodles

I’m not very crafty, but we melted crayons for rainbow crayons. They actually write pretty terribly, but it was a satisfying project.

He takes his dishwasher loading very seriously. That sound like I’m being sarcastic, but he really does. I DARE you to load your own silverware on his watch. He won’t have it.

Thank goodness for siblings

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