perhaps it is time to get out the humidifier

W1, in the middle of the night: Mom, Mom, I can't breathe!

K1: Is your nose stuffy?

W1: Yes!

K1: Maybe you should blow your nose?

W1: I don't want want to blow my nose.

K1: And let's put some saline drops in your nose, too.

W1: No. (exasperated sigh) I'll just breathe through my mouth. (Stomps back to bed).

Halloween Revisited.

I'm just barely sneaking this in here before Halloween gets swallowed up by all the other upcoming holidays. I am posting this to the background noise of W1 looking through the Target Christmas toy circular that arrived in the mail today. It is a constant repetition of: "That looks fun to play with. That looks fun to play with. THAT looks fun to play with."


At the church Halloween Trunk-or-Treat we dressed in costumes that were, as one friend put it, dangerously close to reality.


We ate chili and bread, played games, and got way too much candy.

On Halloween night, it was cold and rainy, so I sent R1 out with W1 and L1 to trick or treat while H1 and I stayed home. We handed out candy to the kids who came to our door, including one little Dorothy who looked like she was having an awful time, and a cheerleader who had an actual bloody nose.

Now, as we all recover from sugar overload, we are preparing to leave on our trip to London and Italy next week. We are beyond excited!


*Thanks to Kelly for taking our pictures!

She

She is the first of my kids to play in the toilet water.

She belly laughs when W1 plays with her.

She loves cheese.

She doesn't sleep through the night.

She screams bloody murder when L1 pokes her in the eye.

She can stealthily climb the stairs and unroll all the toilet paper in 2 minutes flat.

She walks lightening fast and is perfecting the 360 degree turn.

She always, always gets food in her hair.

She loves to pull the books from the shelves and chew on them.

She has dimples.

She makes sure all of us know when she is getting teeth.



She is my favorite daughter.

perhaps the best excuse I've heard so far

K1: W1, why are you hitting L1?


W1: Because I can't find my toy drum.

this is what happens when we stay inside all afternoon

The pictures don't do it justice.



Do you notice the gap on the wall where a picture should be? It may have fallen on W1's head while he watched a little PBS this afternoon. He was a little traumatized, but L1 thought it was really funny.

Why, yes, they ARE undomesticated.

Today, we gathered up our courage and went to the ZooBoo at the Seneca Park Zoo. We hoped that if we disguised our children as zoo animals, no one would notice if we let them run wild for a while.


W1 and L1 practiced their nicest "trick-or-treat's" and "thank-you's", and H1 practiced relaxing in the stroller while chewing on still wrapped candy.


The weather was beautiful, the polar bear was active, they were handing out chocolate, and we were done shortly after noon. If that isn't a recipe for success, I don't know what is.

a visit to The Falls

W1: L1, what do you think?


L1: It's biiiiiiig.
W1: Mmmhmm.



W1: H1, any thoughts?

H1: I like granola bars.