That Face

(Update: And I only write this quietly, in parentheses, in case she hears me. Shira slept beautifully last night, waking only to nurse once and woke for the day at 5:30--which is actually an improvement. I got to sleep last night for multiple hours in a row. I woke up this morning and did a little dance. )

Alyce told me to make her look silly.

Done and done.



Yesterday was the first day of operation no preschool/daycare/nanny. Ok, we've never had a nanny, but if we did, we would have gotten rid of her, too. We're all about saving money right now and it just works best for our family to have both kids at home.




Poor Alyce doesn't realize that she's not going back. Today Matt took the girls to the gym while I was at work. He was called away from his treadmill because Alyce had told one of the employees that she didn't go to daycare today because she's sick (the only times she's not been at daycare in the past is if she's sick). She is not sick. Nevertheless, Matt was reprimanded by one of the employees for bringing a sick kid to the gym. Hilarious. Sorry Matt, but our three year old got you in trouble. By lying (sort of).




What a face.





It should be an interesting week.