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Callum and red velvet cake: the comedian series.

What a marvellous, obsessively compulsive ride on Blip! Thanks for coming on board. Thanks especially to those who come on board daily, weekly, my regulars. You know who you are. We speak with each other more than we do with our own friends and family. You make it all worthwhile. I'd also like to thank my little muses who never grumble and grouse when I take their pics. You boys... And that I can combine the two things I'm most obsessed about, well that's just plain being spoilt!

It's been 3.5 years since I started photographing daily, starting with the birth of Reuben, but a latecomer to Blip so those shots were rarely made for human consumption. This on the other hand: we can spend an hour editing one photo. I've seen it with you guys too: fess up! Textures, fandangos, the full works. Hey, I didn't even know a texture from an action 6 months ago, a staunch 35mm girl since the 80s.

Today's a cool date: 20102010.

Bit of a series of these I completely love. Callum's contortions are extraordinary! And hey these can double as birthday cake shots for the big 2nd in November. Two for the price of one. I'm working on a little collection of images that bring back the colours of a Victorian nursery and I think this is a good fit. I think you'll get an idea of the extent of my OCD by the different work I've done on each whilst listening to the boys snoring next door. There were another 30 I liked of these, but gee whizz a girl's gotta sleep.

But just hand it to me straight... I can take it... if another makes a better Blip.

In other news today, I taught Reuben to fingerspell a few words, STOP, CAR, DOG, a great skill to have in ASL. I was utterly astounded when I showed him and he signed back. Yes, really overwhelmed with excitement and frantically signed "Mama excited. Is Mama sad?" Both boys signed "No. Mama happy" "Yes Mama's happy. Mama's excited".

And upon longingly looking upon a hat one of the mums at school was knitting for a newborn, she took me to her knitting shop after school, whereupon I invested in two hugely expensive balls of eau de nil coloured wool with the intention of knitting a scarf, just one scarf mind, for the boys to wear. I haven't touched a knitting needle since aged about 10 but could vaguely remember In Over Through and Off. And bingo, she taught me a few moves (I have nimble hands from signing and being able to type 90wpm I guess) and my little shared single coloured basic knitting scarf is on its way.

Cheers!