1. So we've had the stomach flu as well as a healthy dose of the crazy (supplied by yours truly) in our house over the past week. Jay likes to joke about getting a hot Brazilian nanny for the girls, but this past weekend was so bad we have decided on new standards. "She can be fat," he said. "And mean," I added.
2. Funny how something can at once be insanely maddening and sweet. Alex wailed for "mamaaaaaaaaaa" at 1:30 in the morning on Sunday, and since I couldn't get her to be quiet any other way I brought her into our bed. She curled up facing me, grabbed onto my shirt with her little hand and slept for an hour, face buried in my chest. For an independent kid who doesn't like to cuddle, it was close to perfect. If only she could learn to do that at 4 in the afternoon...
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