Morning Transgressions.

Here's how our morning went:

5:43am - Alla chattering away in her crib

Charlie Brown, where's Linus? I don't know where's Linus.

(no answer from Mommy & Daddy)

Mooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmy! Alla's a pig! Oink oink oink oink oink oink oink oink.

(Still no answer from Mommy or Daddy)

5:53 am Daaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddddddddy! I got a boog. I got a BIG boogie on my finger!

(At this we finally crack up and declare her the winner, and Daddy does indeed go see about the boogie. Who's surprised that there wasn't an actual boogie?)

During her diaper change, I still snuggle into the covers, and hear: Daddy, not too tight, Daddy!

And then, I wanna say Happy Mother's Day to Mommy.

Sure enough, a moment later, my eyes clenched tight pretending to be asleep, she's lifted onto the bed right next to me, whispering, Happy Mother's Day, Mommy, Happy Mother's Day.

I'll take it.


We're back from PA so you know what that means? I have loads of editing to do so it will probably be next year til I'm done. In the meantime, here's one of my favorites from our trip. Alla and "Old McDonald." Old McDonald, you're wondering? Why, isn't that Ronald McDonald, Ron's beloved childhood toy? No, in fact, Alla has decided that this is Old McDonald, of E-I-E-I-O fame. She slept with him every night we were there, in Daddy's old bed, I might add, and sang him This Old Man as she [they] drifted off.

Hope you're all having a lovely Memorial Day weekend!