A typical dinner

Me: What are you chewing?

(E opens mouth to show me a piece of steak. It falls to the table)

Both: (laughs)

Me: Don't put that...

(E picks up the chunk of chewed meat and starts eating it again. She finishes). 

E: More, please. 

Angel Kisses

It was a mama sandwich last night, that is, the girls slept on either side of me in bed last night.

I gave them angel kisses when we woke up, and R wanted to try to give me some too. Apparently I wasn't positioning myself correctly because R says, in her most mature voice, using her hands, "Can you...not?"  I cracked up. 

This moment of joy is much welcome as Andy is in the hospital. Reserves (my parents) are coming later today.