Three years ago

Six weeks in utero and already so close to my heart. I had to nudge Adam and remind him to take a picture. Later we went to Telegraph and I stood outside, talking to Bob on the phone:

You can still go to your cafes and shit. You can still go to your restaurants and shit. You'll just have a little baby with you. That little baby was made in love, man.

Smart man. Very smart.

And here's a few random recents: