Chuck D & Mr. T

Before Charlie went to sleep tonight he had to build a wall of stuffed dogs around his bed. I love this stuff. I also love when they litter my bed with them.

Charlie “If there is an award contest stage we should bring our babies there because they know how to turn on the TV.”

I order about 30 pairs of shoes for the girls to try on. When I opened the box they screamed with delight. The first pair I tried on them were gold with little cat faces (like the Marc Jacobs mouse shoes) and were way too big but when I tries to take them about both girls went crazy. So they got to keep ten. The next morning we caught them kissing the shoes. Be still my heart. They are also both excellent shopping companions. I like taking the individually for the all-important and beloved by mother and child one-on-one time.

Sometimes when Scottie is upset nelly will come over and give her one of Nellys bunnies.

In the back to school night slide show Charlie winking hilariously and Teddy was wearing a watch and looking so grown up.

I put the wigs in a shoe box, stuffed them in the back of the closet and then cried. So emotional.

Charlie: “If a mouse came in our house we would need to get it to leave.”
Teddy: “The mouse polie could get it.”
ALB: “Because it is robber mouse?”
Charlie: “Yes. A robber mouse would not be allowed in our house.” (very seriously said).

Shana tova.

Please, Teddy, stop screaming and stop taking your shoes off in every park in the city. It’s pretty gross. Guess they are your feet though.

I took the girls for their first bike ride today with Scottie on a seat on the front of my bike and Nelly in the back. So safely cute in helmets. The feeling of breeze in the bike and little hands and feet was beyond. The kept chanting “aaaoooo” so I joined them. This group mantra is what I’m talks about.