I was really hoping to have a camera in time for Chloe’s birthday tomorrow. But we didn’t make it to the store. And I’m bummed about it, because I will be in Chloe’s class serving cupcakes and won’t have the evidence to prove it (ok, they’re not homemade)!
More Mop Action
I really can’t get over the fact that my girls actually made a go of mopping the floor the other day. I had posted a photo of Chloe at the handle, but think it’s only fair to showcase Sophie channeling Cinderella as well.
Sophie at School
Our Camera Was Stolen
I am disappointed in my fellow humans today. Our camera is gone, presumably stolen from a bench at the American Museum of Natural History as the girls were taking a break from running around the exhibition space. This is a place that’s swarming with children, for god’s sake. We had just taken some adorable pictures of Chloe and Sophie as they frolicked among the butterflies and gleefully pointed out the Tibetan tribal masks. And quicker than you can say “Cheese!” the camera had disappeared.
Be Still My Beating Heart
TGIF
Sophie survived her first week of school! And she liked it, we think. No complaints on Thursday and next week she’ll experience her first class trip on a school bus. She is, of course, very excited about that and was very keen on knowing whether or not it is going to be a big school bus or a little school bus.
Chloe’s a Poet
First Day of School
Like a deer in the headlights, Sophie was, when we said our goodbyes this morning. Although excited about school in theory, she didn’t seem to understand what she was doing among all the children and teachers.
Hope for Tomorrow
It’s been there for a few months now. This feeling, despite the endless bad news, that come Tuesday things will start to turn around. The economy sucks, we’re still fighting in Iraq, Afghanistan is a mess, bin Laden is still alive, Pakistan and India are one terrorist attack away from trying to annihilate one another, Israel and Hamas are at war, North Korea may have weaponized plutonium…and yet, and yet…
Peace and Quiet
My husband left with the girls earlier this afternoon to drop Chloe off at mom’s for an overnight stay. For a glorious hour, I was alone in the house. It was quiet. I lay in bed and watched a movie, without interruption of any kind.