Chuck D & Mr. T

Before leaving for MJ’s lacrosse game, Charlie asked our night nurse Emily, “Do you want to see my daddy’s special lacrosse underwear?” The answer was “No.”

Las infantas love looking at the maps. I mean really love.

Yesterday as the hurricane was approaching we went for a long walk–it was so nice out and there was no one on the streets–except a really long line outside Georgetown Cupcake. Huck spotted a cat in the window from the flower shop where MJ buys me beautiful flowers.

We walked around the block the other day with only the babies in the stroller and the boys walking. It took 45 minutes.

The minute Teddy gets outside on the sidewalk he runs away from you. It has got to stop.

Charlie was very proud of himself for climbing across a bridge he made with a hockey stick laid across a chair and a big box, exclaiming “I did something dangerous!”

Charlie told Siri “Our friendship has a booboo,” when Siri wouldn’t let him do something he wanted to do.

Not so sweet is the screaming phase Charlie is going through. Everything makes him scream. it is driving us crazy. And don’t mention the whining….

Every time I sing Diggety Dog, Teddy laughs and starts dancing.

Charlie will hug my arms and say “You are sooo warm,” and cuddle in. So sweet.