Five Little Things is a sometimes-series of posts in which I mention five little things about myself. In celebration of Father’s Day, I’m dedicating today’s installment to the man of the house, my sweet husband Lo.
Thing 1: When Lo wears out his plaid cotton shirts, he gives them to me to make stuff with. I love getting these old shirts, and he knows it. It’s very like Christmas when it happens, I think.
Thing 2: Lo is the cook at our house, and a really great one at that. His bubbling enthusiasm over culinary discoveries naturally means that, while he is in the getting-to-know-you phase of a new ingredient, we will eat many many many consecutive meals involving it. His latest discoveries include fennel and halloumi cheese. Yum-oh!
Thing 3: Lo really dislikes being bossed around. But bossing people around is one of my very best and most developed talents so we may be at an impasse on this front.
Thing 4: I’ve recently heard myself saying: “Daddy stop sticking food in your ears. We have to eat those.”
Thing 5: Lo and I made the small soap stone “ruin” together (see picture below) in the early days of our courtship over 15 years ago. It’s one of my favourite things in the world.