Chuck D & Mr. T

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.

At dinner each time Nell finished her carbonara and wanted more she would shriek out and throw her bowl at Scottie. Scottie totally ignores it and just kept eating her pasta happily.

Teddy played lacrosse today during Charlies Coach John class. He got a new tee shirt as he does each time. It goes down to his shins put he manages to run and score.

Charlie runs very fast. I’m impressed.

Charlie explained the concept of self expression to Dayani tonight at dinner. “It is what my hair is like, and you are nice to everyone, and everyone has different skin, and I like soccer.”

Oh no. The tiny puppy is lost in montrose.

Charlie dictated a note to teacher to send home to me: “Dear Mommy, please do not give me turkey sandwiches or blueberries. I don’t like them. Give me grilled cheese.”
Charlie, one cannot eat grilled cheese every day.

At lunch Teddy put his puppy in an egg shell. “Him pop out of him’s shell like a bird.”
Then he got a knife and put print butter in a little dish to feed the puppy. Then he played around crushing egg shells and fed those to his puppy.

Nelly was laughing her head off pouring water on me from out of the tub so I just kept letting her do it-the hilarity was too much.