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Saturday, June 21, 2008

NEW YORK: Excess stuff

Does anyone need anything? Clothes, shampoo, soap, girl clothes, stuffed animals, baby toys...

NEW YORK


We are here. I am very disoriented. Probably a combination of being on the road for nine months, being about to leave for a trip to Great Barrington and the jet lag (two hours different.)

One thing I noticed right away about New York is the uncontrollable desire to jay-walk even in the presence of a cop. I think its OK to do it here as long as there are no cars coming.

Yesterday in a very stern voice I told Lula that there would be no more activities except for going to bed. She said "Oh man you're a mean mommy!" That immediately put me in a much better mood.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Friday, June 13, 2008

more girls





The Unbearable Cuteness of Being





EDMONTON: Fear Itself "Spirit Box" - Extras




We got hired on Rob's show as extras playing trick-or-treaters. We all got to wear costumes. Hopefully we'll make it in the show.

EDMONTON: Role Reversal


The girls have been driving me crazy making demands from the back seat while I drive.

"Water!" Which once given to them get summarily dumped out." Or the bottle will get thrown to the ground as if to receive what was asked for is the highest insult.

So yesterday afternoon I climbed into the car seat and imitated Maya. They got it quickly and while they both giggled Maya played me.

Maya:

"Here's water."

"Drink it don't spill it!"

"I clean it."

EDMONTON: Prostitution

Edmonton has lots of prostitutes and lots of signs they chose to ignore.





Today I dropped off a bag of clothes on a corner, not for altruistic reasons but I was hoping to get a quick iphone pic of the prostitute there.

Dialogue:

Her: Hey, get away from here, can't you see the sign? No prostitutes allowed!
Me: Huh? (I look up at sign)
Her: Get away from here! I need to make some money!
Me: OK! OK! I'm just dropping off some clothing.

I scurried away and left the clothing on the corner.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Lula & Maya

Maya: "Catch it to me" (throw me the ball)

Lula: "You didn't see me hit her" (bite her, scratch her...)

I'm trying to train Lula to say "Mama, you look fabulous."

Lula and Maya enjoy playing "baby" and they crawl around saying goo goo ga ga or similar babble and they cry which sounds remarkably like when I think they're crying for real.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

EDMONTON: Cemetary








I thought it would be a good idea to take the girls to have a picnic at the cementary. I let them pick a spot for us to eat our peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. As I began to look around at the gravestones I noticed that they were all for toddlers and babies. It was very sad. Instead of being a park to celebrate people's lives it felt like an area of overwhelming tragedy.