I can be silly!

Hmmm, what is this. I haven't seen it since I was a little baby.

I will twist them until they make the shape I want."Goggles," I will yell as I run around the house, happy with my discovery.

Rattles, they aren't just for babies, you know.

Busy bees!

We had a busy weekend--from a Friday night wedding at Beardslee Castle--outside ceremony and reception with mosquitos so thick you could grab them out of the air--even the wedding party was swatting. It was a cop wedding--so lots of shaved heads--which were covered in bites/welts after a short time. After the ceremony, we learned that the cocktail hour was outside too...........AH! I kept Big Man's blazer on the whole time, and the bartenders had bug spray, so we all sprayed down, because it was brutal. Today, I look like I have the chicken pox--it's that bad--red dots all over my legs, feet and ankles.

It was a very nice affair, nonetheless. As my faithful blog readers know (Dad), Big Man won't let me post his pic to the blog...so Facebook friends who don't realize that I don't type the notes in Facebook...this is why you don't see his face...because it is here on my blog.

We got home late Friday night, and got up early on Saturday so we could get ready for Big Man's family to come visit. Brothers and wives and kids and such came for the weekend to hang out, and to watch the Bears game!

Dani had a blast with her twin cousins, Jason and Justin. But, she loooooved her Uncle Ronnie. She's always been attached to him, even as a little bitty thing. After they left last night, and all day and night today, she kept saying, "Uncle Ronnie" and pointing to "Uncle Ronnie's chair" which was where he sat at the dining room table.

Dani just had a blast!

And she even got to play with the 'mote! And the Bears beat the Cowboys! It was a great weekend!

Tori's 4 month visit to the doctor.

Little McSmiley is actually 4 months and two weeks old, because the doc had to reschedule her appointment, but she had her 4 month visit today.

Of course, Big Man took her, because (a) he's home during the day and (b) I don't want to see my babies get poked by needles. Tori's hella-bigger than Dani was at 4 months. (You can see the Dani post here: http://betsyboothhill.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-month-visit.html )

She 26 inches long and weighs 15 pounds, 7 ounces. (Dani was 25 inches and 13 pounds 8 ounces).

Primary day!

Primary day folks--hope you got off your butts and voted! I'm dying here, waiting for results. I've really never been so passionate about a statewide race. I really hope Eric Dinallo pulls it off for Attorney General.

In other news, I had a great visit with an old friend tonight. An old colleague who I don't see nearly as often as I'd like--Heather braved the craziness of near-bedtime, and didn't panic when Dani greeted her at the door screaming "bye bye" and crying. She was also a pro at holding Tori--who, for the uninitiated, is like holding a medicine ball--after a few minutes, your arms are sooooo tired!

The kids are growing more interested in each other by the day. Tori's fascinated with Dani, but Dani plays it cool. If I leave the room, she climbs on the chair/couch/toy to be near Tori, but if I come back, she tries to bail. Like this:

But when she doesn't think I'm looking, she's all:

That is, when she's not immersed in her books.
They exhaust me but are so much fun!

Home opener!

And somehow, the Bears won. It wasn't pretty, but we'll take it. We just can't afford to lose to the crappy teams like the Lions, and we almost did. If the officials hadn't declared Johnson's TD an incomplete pass (even Big Man said he got robbed) the Bears would have lost. But, they didn't!


And, Dani and Tori looked uber-cute in their Bears outfits!
Dani must have said "Ch-Ca-go Bears Foo-ball helmet" 4,000 times. So adorable!

And when she's not cheering on the Bears, little Dani tends to make a little mischief. She likes to sneak into the bathroom. We can't keep the door shut because that's where the kitties do their business, so every once in a while I'll hear the toilet flush, or find something like this:

And Tori is as giggly as ever. So cute and happy.

I have a video to upload but blogger's being a b*tch, so you'll have to wait for it.

It was so nice to watch Football today. Just a wonderful, family Sunday. I didn't get to watch as much of the games as I would have liked, but there were babies to feed and books to read to Dani. It was fun though. I realized that, without Donovan McNabb, I really am wildly indifferent to the Eagles. The Football Ticket has an awesome new feature this year--you can program it to tell you when your fantasy football players do something point-worthy. That was pretty cool...it kept popping up a bottom bar that would give us an update on our teams. What did we ever do back before digital cable?

It's starting to grow on me, a Dani guest post.

Hi everybody, Dani here. It's been awhile so mommy said I could post tonight. Things are changing so much around here. First, I'm getting SO BIG! I talk to mommy and daddy all day long, and not just baby words, I talk in sentences. And, I sing songs and count too. And I listen to music with daddy. He's fun!

When I get a boo boo, I tell mommy to kiss it and she does and then it feels better. I am still trying to make friends with the kitty cat. Tonight I caught him under the table and he scratched me on the head. I don't know why, but it wasn't very nice.

But, most important, I wanted to tell you more about Tori. She's WAY more fun than she used to be. I make her laugh all the time. All I have to do is shake a toy near her and she just laughs and screeches and stuff. She's a silly baby. I'm also learning to share. It's not very fun. Don't tell mommy and daddy, but I figured out a way to make them think I'm sharing, when I'm really not. I just share the stuff I don't want to play with. Like if I want to play with something really fun, I will bring Tori a boring rattle or stuffed animal first, so I look like an angel, and then I can play with whatever I want without having to share with her.

She is pretty cute, and she smiles and laughs all the time. She's starting to sit up, and we play pattycake. She's not very good at it yet, but she is still a baby after all.

The only thing that's not fun is when Tori is taking a nap. I have to try to be quiet, and it's hard. She always falls asleep somewhere where I want to play and it's not fair. Today, I wanted to bang on my drum, but mommy stopped me because Tori was sleeping.One other cool thing is that she gets to sit in my old high chair, and I get to sit in my big girl high chair. It's like the kind they have in restaurants. Not that mommy and daddy ever take me to restaurants anymore. They used to when I was littler. Now, we just stay home. I'm not sure why, but one time I heard mommy suggest it and daddy said no way. He said something about yelling and messes, but I wasn't really sure what he meant. He is kind of a messy eater sometimes, but I've never heard him yell.

Mommy drinks this really yummy stuff called bubbles. Whenever she opens a can, she uses a straw so I can have some too. She says I make a mess if I drink out of the can, so I have to use a straw. But, now that I'm so big, sometimes mommy lets me hold the can, and the straw!

I took a video of Tori today. She was on her tummy and she was trying to play with a rattle. It was kind of cute, for a baby.

So, as you can see, I'm a pretty awesome big sister. Mommy says I have to go now, bye bye!

Crayons are fun!

I am a daily visitor to woot.com. They have four daily deals--a regular woot, which is typically something relating to technology (I bought a digital camera, printer, mp3, etc., from them)--a kids woot (where I have bought everything from nightlights to sleep sacks, etc.)--to shirt woot(where there is a daily graphic tee, and I've gotten some awesome ones, including tons of gifts) to the wine woot (I've ordered there too--usually good smaller vineyards with good ratings). And shipping is always flat-rate $5, whether you get a little or big thing. But I digress. The point of this is that I just got my most recent woot in the mail--a Crayola Ta-Doodler. It was a screaming deal--like $4.99 with $5 shipping. At this point with the obscene amount of toys in my house, I'm not looking to add to it, but. this. looked. so. fun.

It has a light up tummy and plays music and the light up tummy makes the crayon writings look really bright and cool. (Best part is that the tummy wipes clean after the crayons write on it!)

Dani loved it. She colored and sang and was happy. She was so into it that once I was comfortable enough to think she could handle the crayon-holders and not make a huge mess, I went into the kitchen and left her to her art. However, her paper art changed when unsupervised by mommy and became body art.
She drew herself a little green mustache. Which she didn't want wiped off.
And, in other news, Big Man snapped the cutest pic of McSmiley:

She has turned into the happiest, smily-est kid ever! (But when she is angry, she sounds like an angry alley cat in a fight---all screechy!

Strollin', strollin', strollin'

I picked up an awesome double stroller on craigslist. It's kind of odd how I so often end up knowing or having some connection to the anonymous poster, and in this case I did. The stroller was a screaming deal, and I've been taking the kiddos out for walks after work.
I figure I need to post some pics tonight, because it's Big Man's last night of work, and then he has a week off, so we will be like an actual married couple, having dinner together and spending time together next week, so don't expect much from me.

Here's Little Hoss. She's huuuuuuuuuge. She's got her 4 month doctors visit in a couple of weeks (late because the doc's on vacation) and I'm sure she's going to far outweigh Dani--she's definitely as long, but I am not sure she's too much longer. She's busting out of 6 months clothes--built like a little fire plug, she is.

Dani had her weekly playdate today, and I came home to the cutest hairdo!

That's all for now. The 3 long weeks Big Man works kill me. I'm tired and lonely. And, I try to leave work early so he can get more sleep (somehow trying to justify the opening of my own practice--I can bring work home and you can get another half-hour of sleep.) Thus, I plan to enjoy next week immensely.

Fantasy time!

It's that time of year again! Football season! I know that back before I became a mom, I used to be way more interesting. I've given up a lot of things, but football ain't one of them! Big Man and I are in our 5th year of competing together in a fantasy football league. It's on, Big Man.

Our draft was Sunday. My team looks pretty decent. My QBs aren't going to light the world on fire, but it's otherwise okay:
Quarterbacks: Jay Cutler (CHI) and Kyle Orton (DEN). Hopefully Cutler won't lead the league in interceptions this year. I've got a soft spot for former Chicago Bear, Orton.
Running Backs: Cedric Benson (CIN), Tim Hightower (ARI), Frank Gore (SF) and Felix Jones (DAL). Another former Bear, Benson was kind of a failure in Chicago, but seems to have found his way in Cincy.
Wide Receivers: Orginially I had Larry Fitzgerald (ARI), Santonio Holmes (NYJ) and Chris Chambers (KC). Holmes is suspended for a bunch of games so I dropped him and picked up Earl Bennett (CHI) because he's Cutler's favorite receiver.
Tight Ends: Jason Witten (DAL) and John Carlson (SEA). I hate, hate, hate the Seahawks, but there's only busters left, so I'm stuck with Carlson.
Kicker: Originally I had Stephen Gostkowski (NE). He was my kicker last year, and I got bored watching him only score extra points. I dropped him for Robbie Gould of the Bears. Big Man's going to be bummed--I am sure he would have picked up Gould but I beat him to the punch!
Defense/Special Teams--Pittsburgh Steelers.

It could be better, or worse, but there is only one objective in Fantasy Football--to beat Big Man.

I bought Dani the cutest Bears cheerleader outfit from Ebay. Stay tuned for some adorable opening day pics!

Compliments of Big Man.

It's a rare day when Big Man fires up the camera. I'm always urging him to do it, but he claims I already take more pictures than necessary. But every once in a while, like tonight, when he and the kids are asleep, I turn on the camera just to see if there are any surprises. Tonight, there were some good ones.


Tori looks like a deer in headlights. Now that Dani understands how cameras work and that she can make faces and pose and then see herself, she gets even more excited about taking pictures--but she's harder to keep still to pose. I am afraid it is time to rename McScreamy. Sure, she's fussy from time to time, but now she mostly smiles and chirps. She literally wakes up smiling. For now, she shall be known as McSmiley.
And, now that McSmiley is showing a bit of personality, Dani is much more interested in her. She talks to her and calls out "Tori" regularly. If you leave Tori alone for a minute, you will return to Dani sitting with her. If Tori starts to fuss, Dani will leave the room and return with a bib or a swaddle blanket, or will tell us to get "baby milk". She does not, however want Tori to have anything to play with.


Tori's teething, and the other night I gave her Dani's stuffed bunny to chew on. This is one of approximately 4700 stuffed things in the house. The look on Dani's face was first, shock. Mommy was a traitor who had clearly betrayed her first born. Then, it was pure baby rage. Dani, who literally has not played with the bunny in months, started yelling "waaaaaabbbbit" and crying and carrying on. I explained to her that Tori was playing with it and that we could get another stuffed animal for Dani. So I got a stuffed cow for Dani to hold. After a few more minutes of her loud protestations that she needed the wabbit, I told her that she could trade with Tori and that she could have the rabbit if Tori could have the cow.


I performed the swap.


Dani was still not pleased. (Truth be told, the bunny was pretty wet with Tori's slobber.) She hugged it, sniffed it and declared "baby milk" and flung it back at me. Apparently, the bunny was now tainted with the scent of formula and therefore unloveable.

A truce was made, and sealed with an episode of the Wiggles, and all was well.


Big Man managed to get a video of the in the recliner together (or "daddy's chair" as Dani calls it when I sit in it).

Good work, Big Man.

There ought to be a law, a Dani guest post

Hi everybody, Dani here. Mommy's busy with Tori, as usual, so I figured it was good time to give you all an update. Time sure flies! Did you know that I'm 20 months old? That's almost 2 years old! And, mommy tells me all the time that I'm super smart. I already knew I was super cute, but I guess it's even more important to be smart.

I haven't posted in awhile because I've been busy being a big sister. It sure is work. Mommy and daddy expect me to be a helper, and that means that I have to take Tori's diapers and put them in the garbage. Mommy and daddy have a special garbage can just for me to put the diapers in. When I do it they clap for me, and give me high fives. It's fun, enough I guess, since it is work, after all.

Tori's getting so big. When she first came here, she was just a boring, screamy baby. She has gotten so much bigger. She's still kinda screamy, and is always stealing mommy and daddy's attention, but she does neat stuff too. She smiles and screeches and waves her arms at me. And, if I make faces at her she laughs. That's kind of cute. But, mommy keeps letting Tori hold my old toys. She doesn't seem to understand that they are MINE. I might not have played with them that much lately, but that doesn't mean that Tori can just have them. It's just not fair.

Tonight, it was the worst. Mommy let Tori have tummy time on my ducky pillow. The pillow even has my name on it. Well, it has part of my name. My name's Dani, and that's D, then A, then N, then I. This pillow has D, then A, then N, then I, then E, then L, then another L, then an E. I don't know what a Danielle is, but I know that it's my pillow, and Tori drooled all over it. That's yucky.

Mommy took some video of Tori on my pillow tonight. I know mommy's a lawyer, and I am going to hope that some of her friends who read this blog are too.

Hey, mommy's lawyer friends, don't I have rights to my ducky pillow? Can I get an order of protection against Tori so she won't drool all over it? Should I get daddy's cuffs and put them on Tori? Or maybe on mommy because she took my property and gave it to Tori? I don't have that much money, but I have a piggy bank in my room--you can have it if you will help.

I give you, Dani's Video Exhibit A: mommy steals Dani's pillow (and gives it to Tori, her accomplice--does that make it a conspiracy?):

If you are willing to take my case, let me know--you can have the piggy bank, I promise. Uh, oh. Mommy's coming so I have to go. Bye bye!

Slowly but surely.

We are getting the hang of this two kid thing Well, Big Man probably had the hang of it the whole time, but I'm feeling, finally, like I'm getting the hang of it..Tonight, Dani, Tori and I went to David and Gail's for a little trampoline and outside time. (It helps to have a better adult:toddler/baby ratio than me alone!). But first, Tori tried out her exersaucer. It seems to be the only baby contraption she doesn't hate. Her arms were a little short to reach the toys, but she enjoyed it, and Dani stood outside it playing with her.

I let Dani hold her own banana tonight, and surprisingly, it went pretty well. I shot a quick video of she and Tori while she ate it.

That's the haps here. Tori's sleeping pretty well at night; if I give her a bottle around 11pm, she's good until at least 6am on most nights. Keeping my fingers crossed!

Family time.

It was a rare weekend--Big Man had Friday and Saturday nights off. As per the usual--he was so tired on Friday, after a six day week, that he sacked out early. But on Saturday, we actually had dinner together and watched a movie--just like real married folk!


And we drove to Columbia County to attend the Columbia-Greene Humane Society Paw Picnic at the Waldorf Farm. A client of mine in Columbia County is a big benefactor--and invited us to join her and her friends and family.


Dani really didn't want to sit still at the table....not while there were so many things to see!

She did agree to pose for a quick family photo before she took off to see the farm and all the horsies. (of course we can't show Big Man's face on the world wide web!)

She ran and ran all over the grounds.

She followed horsies, and teen girls, and babies in strollers. She was so bold. She saw a group of three teen girls sitting under a tree texting, walked up, said hi, and started yelling "horsies", "hi", and my favorite, "wiggles" while dancing! The teens just laughed and smiled.
She had a blast. From the stable hands to the families with strollers, Dani wouldn't sit still and had to smile at, and run after everyone, saying "hi'. So flippin' cute.

This cuteness was prompted by a stable hand who asked Dani if she was trying to climb the tree or if she was hiding behind a tree. That made Dani grab the trunk and lift her legs to try to climb it! End result was cute pics. She also ran around looking for "horsies" which were everywhere, in stables and the grounds...there was one instance where I had to stop her from charging the legs of a horse walking by!

It was a nice day out--but hard. Big Man sat in the tent with our friends and Tori, and I ran around outside with Dani. Once she had eaten, she refused to go back into the tent. Since we were at the reserved table at the front of the auction, I knew I couldn't make a big scene. I tried to carry Dani in to see daddy and Tori--and was met with screamy/squirmy and laying flat on the ground--we left so that the auction could continue without Dani's disruption!

I'm having an awful time trying to get a video to upload, so I'm calling it a night. Cute video to follow at some point.

Mommy can't compete.

with the Wiggles, that is.

Yes, me, the woman who made sure to tell Big Man no less than 1,000 times while I was pregnant with Dani that the American Academy of Pediatrics says no television until a baby is 2, and made him promise not to let her watch TV.

I must confess, I know most of their songs. I rather like them, particularly the hunky blue Wiggle. The Wiggles have helped me to manage two babies, so Dani doesn't get too upset when Tori needs to be fed and held, etc.

She's so verbal now, that everything is an attempted sing-a-long, or she is shouting out colors and letters and numbers or counting. It's a blast.

She's also reached a point where her moods change like the wind. It must be her way. Now. Or there will be crying and fussing. Fortunately, she is easily distracted, and never fusses for more than a minute or three or four.

Cutest thing though is that when she's upset, she yells for "Boo Bunny", which is the little plastic ice cube in the freezer that you put inside a bunny for when she gets a boo boo. She apparently equates emotional pain with physical. Similarly, when she's upset, she will say "home" even if she's, well, home. And, if we are out, she will often wave and say "hi" to strangers. But, if someone approaches her and says hello, she will put her hand up and say "bye bye". It's such an interesting thing to watch how that little brain works.

So these are shots of Dani tonight--I needed to feed Tori, but had just gotten home from work, and Dani wanted my attention too. Enter the Wiggles.

She was being so adorable on the couch--but it was hard to get good candid shots because she couldn't decide whether she loved the Wiggles or the camera more. So she kept climbing off the couch and heading toward me when I picked up the camera. But I got a few good ones.

As you can see, there's not a lot of mommy-Dani eye contact going on, because I'm way less interesting than Jeff, Dani's favorite Wiggle. He's the purple one. (If anyone from the religious right is reading this, then clearly have determined that the purple Wiggle is clearly gay like Pat Robertson's purple teletubby, and that my child is a clearly a product of some left wing conspiracy to indocrinate toddlers into tolerance and love.)

I can't complain though. Dani can identify nearly every letter of the alphabet by sight. She even does things like flip a capital E and then tell me "M". She knows all the colors--even pink, and purple, and the hard ones like that. She can count to ten, identify the numbers by sight to ten, and what she knows, says and understands never ceases to amaze me.

And, that other kid, Tori. Superstar slept from 10:45pm last night to 7:00am this morning. When she woke up this morning I told her that she had achieved "most favored baby"status. She just smiled. She's so alert and interactive and darn cute. It's amazing how much more lovable a baby is when she isn't screaming.

But this whole thing is just hard. Being outnumbered. Two to my one. I love that Big Man and I are doing this basically solo--no structured day care or anything. And, I know that it's only going to get easier, but right now, it's downright hard. I miss my husband. Right now he's working 3 weeks of 6 days and then one week off--for the rest of the year. The week off is great--but the 6 days on--to the extent that they overlap with my 5 day week, are hard. We have about 20 minutes together in the morning, and less in the evening....I know it will only get easier. But I miss my loveable, snuggly Big Man. I miss seeing him play with the kids, because we are both playing, just at different times. I love that Dani's so advanced--and he's to thank for that, and she loves him so much. Seriously--she will run across the room to give daddy a kiss and when I practically beg for one she laughs and says no. I love that we are, for the most part (duly acknowledging help from local friends ad family) raising our kids all by ourselves, instead of needing formal care. So, I know we are doing the right thing for our children and our marriage, even if it's hard. And it's harder for Big Man, because on top of it all, he's soooo sleep deprived.

Hard or no, I wouldn't trade it.

I suppose that, if this is the hardest our lives will be (until they are teenagers!), then I have only to be thankful. I've been doing enough matrimonial and family court work to know that I'm extremely lucky.

I'm worried about Dani, a Tori guest post.

Psst. Tori, here. I'm a little worried about Dani. In case you didn't notice from mommy's posts I've gotten bigger and much cuter. I'm fun too. I don't cry as much as I used to.

But Dani seems to be taking it pretty hard. She can say my name now, and even calls me Tori. It really sounds more like To-WEE, but who am I to judge, I can't even talk yet. But yesterday, in the back yard, I got worried. She turned the squirt gun on herself.

She must have hit rock bottom to be drinking from the squirt gun. I think she might even have them stashed around the house and mommy and daddy don't know. What's a baby sister to do?
In other news, mommy and daddy are trying to make me try new stuff. I have had some rice cereal in my bottle, and on Sunday, mommy gave me some sweet potatoes. I pretty much spit them back out. She kept scooping the spitted out parts off my chin and putting them back in my mouth, but she failed. I just don't want to work that hard, yet--all that sitting up and paying attention, instead of being cuddled and bottle fed. Screw that, bring me the bottle.
Daddy's pretty obsessed with giving me tummy time. Dani told me that she hated it so much that she could flip over when she was only 2 months old. I don't really mind it too much, though. I like sleeping on my tummy; I don't get mad, I just give in. Don't believe me when they call me McScreamy. As you can see, I'm just chill.

I have to go now; we have to wake up Daddy so he can go to work. Bye bye.

Riding in cars with boys.

Today one of my oldest and dearest friends was in town. Janine Nelsen (nee West). I brought Dani and Tori to her mom and dad's house this morning, and it was a blast. Janine's got 3 little ones, her sister has two, (and there were dogs!) and my two meant that there was, shrieking, bubble blowing, pogo stick jumping and everything fun you can imagine.

AND, a car. A big, red car. With the letters "mustang" on the side, which Dani was happy to spell out, before she got to ride in it. At first, she just watched all the other kids drive and ride in it. When the car was close, she would run up to it and yell "red" and try to push the buttons on the dash.

Imagine her excitement when she was able to ride in it! Charlie Susi was happy to be the driver. But, first he made sure Dani's seat belt was fastened, and then they started zipping around the driveway.

Dani also rode with Janine's youngest, Clara Bea, who is 3. (It's funny because Dani at 20 months is as big as Clara at 3 years!) Dani ultimately refused to get out of the car, and encouraged all of the older kids to drive her around, saying "more" and "again". Janine's oldest, Ella, also gave Dani a ride!

It's so fun to see Dani with other kids and Tori too. Tori didn't make a peep, despite being held by everyone.

Last night we found a cute, little beret that I don't think Dani ever wore. Tori loved it, and was super-smiley at daddy.

And, a quick video clip of the car ride.

Hi, we're cute.

And mommy's enjoying daddy's week off.So be patient, lots to come.

Flying solo.

Big Man had to fly home to Chicago, as his brother is gravely ill. I've been on my own with the kiddos since Friday evening. How tiring!

We started today with a trip to the grocery store--just to pick up a thing or to because my friend Kristen and her daughter Mary were coming over--needed to get some kiddie lunch materials.

Kristen and I were pregnant together and Mary is about 3 weeks older than Dani. The day started great--both kids were fascinated with each other and playing and being cute. They kept giving each other "huggies" and jumping up and down.

As naptime drew closer, it became an all-out tantrum fest. Anything Mary picked up, Dani wanted, so Dani would grab it and Mary would shriek. Dani doesn't have much experience with other kids, and has no concept of personal space, and kept trying to pat Mary on the tummy, which she hated. The day culminated with a huge fight over Dr. Seuss' "The Nose Book". It was actually quite cute to watch the insanity, and Kristen and I laughed it off as the kids just wailed--they are silly babies that need to learn how to share. Dani has clearly mastered the art of taking what she wants, but not sharing--she was even upset to see Mary pick up a toy that was in the other room, even though Dani didn't want to play with it.

At the end of the playdate, they kissed and made up--here's Mary leaning in to plant one on Dani.

Dani was sound asleep about 14 seconds after they left. Of course, then Tori woke up, so there was no nap for mommy, although I was desperate for one. (Now I feel Big Man's weekday pain--they really don't sleep at the same times!) I spent the rest of the day just being silly with Dani.

Dani was asking to go upstairs all day to get Daddy (who is usually sleeping), and couldn't figure out where he was, despite my best efforts to distract her. We colored, played with a million toys, and watched way too much TV. Once I got Dani upstairs, Tori was ready to play--she's getting so big--and cute! They are looking less and less alike each day, with Dani definitely favoring my side of the family and Tori favoring Big Man's.
Tomorrow Grandma Deb is coming over to lend a hand so I can shop and get a few things done before Big Man rolls in around midnight.

Keeping my fingers crossed that Dani sleeps past 6am tomorrow, which was her wake up time today. She usually ranges from about 6 to 7:30am for her wakeup--and often will go back to sleep if it's on the earlier side, but of course, not this morning. And Tori slept so much today, that I'm hoping I am not in for a night of wide awake fussing, because I am dragging!