Monday, January 28, 2008

hi billy!


"I go-ed at church school, Billy" (and saw her friend Bella)

pure silliness


Saturday, January 19, 2008

these two...


...are crazy about each other. BR just squeals and giggles anytime L. does anything. Anything at all, actually; it doesn't really matter what she's doing. She's just the BEST.

spoiled rotten


On Daddy's day off, sometimes we like to go out to the end of the pier to get as close as we can to the (dozens and dozens of) dolphins who like to swim around out there. And to see the sunset, and to watch the surfers. Aahh, January at the beach...

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Monday, January 14, 2008

stop


L. likes to set up this sign (from her miniature train set) anytime she needs to put a stop to anything: like, "stop cooking!" or "stop reading!"

I'd like to find a way to stop her from talking all the time! I tried that once, and it didn't go so well:
Me: "L., you know you don't have to talk all the time."
Her: (genuinely surprised) "I don't?"

Or, here's another one.
"L., please stop saying 'why' or asking questions anytime I say anything."
"Why?"
"Because you are always repeating everything I say."
"I'm always repeating everything you say?"
"Yes, you do it alot."
"I do?"
Sigh...

(ps: I am NOT joking, we actually had that conversation.)

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Baby JJ from Chicago


look who came to visit us on Friday! We miss you already, Baby J...

round and round



skype

To all parties who have been impatiently waiting for this: we have finally replaced the webcam and we're ready to skype. Woohoo. Our new camera seems much better even with low light and even has a built-in mike so I don't have to chase the kids around with the microphone on the headset (yes!).

Thursday, January 10, 2008

seaworld



kit took us to seaworld the other day and the girls LOVED the shark exhibit, and also the (water?) clydesdale.

singing in the rain




the girls love the umbrellas mommy brought home from the brooklyn dollar store

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Sans Maman

Where's my mommy?
(a.k.a. daddy telling L. to act sad)

















We miss you, mommy!