Feels like spring

First warm day of the year. Feels like spring. The boys are both sleeping well currently, which has led to some nice family moments. I'm waking up in our bed most mornings. Sometimes zen is there, sometimes not. But A now sleeps through, wakes in his own bed, then quietly comes into our room and cuddles with us. It's lush sleepily starting the day with all four of us in bed together.

Saturday just gone (it's Wednesday today) began like that and ended with us all sitting at the table for a family meal when I picked up fish and chips on the way home from Ansel's swimming. 

And the boys are getting better at playing together. The last two Wednesdays at soft play, Ansel has bumped into nursery friends and played so well with them. Played hide and seek with a girl called Martha today. We all left the session together and they held hands the whole way through the garden centre and hugged in the carpark when they said goodbye. Just adorable.

Zen is as happy-go-lucky as ever. Confidently exploring everywhere we go without need for a guide. He keeps grabbing drinks cartons from open fridges when we're out and continually tries to go behind the counter in cafes and pubs. He has a real adventurous spirit that's wonderful to see in action.

World events continue to spiral downwards. Incredibly depressing. Been listening to more music to raise my vibrations. Neil Young, Van Morrison's Ballerina, This Little Light of Mine, Paul Simon.

Read a (true) story today about a family who gave up the internet at home. Sounds tough, given how reliant on it so many things are now, but boy it has some appeal. The internet enables me to do many things, but I miss the pre-internet world—when things were slower, there was less noise, more time to think, and when you discovered something, you felt like the only person who knew about it. 

Trying to minimise my internet time outside of work-related stuff and just be more present in my thoughts and environment. I suspect the internet affects us in so many more ways than we're aware of… and that my generation is the last one to be cognizant of this and remember the world being different. It's a profound change for society and everyone in it, and the genie is not going back in the bottle.


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