It seems strange to scrounge around for pictures tonight, seeing as we had some professional photography done this morning. This is the very first actual shoot we've done with the girls, so we're excited. I hope we get some good shots, but not hopeful, since the girls were a bit difficult. They didn't exactly have their A game going on, and they are at that age where it's just impossible to get them to do what you want. They are untamable little beasties. They cannot be reasoned with. Still, we had a good time, and are very grateful to Karen for the time and energy she put into chasing our monkeys around the Como Conservatory.
I'm glad we chose Como, since I was totally unaware of how impressive that place is. Not many places you can go in the cities, walk in the door, and check out a tree sloth for free.
Tonight we headed over to the Moores' for dinner. There was a couple times when, if not for the briefest of moments, the girls kinda occupied each other and we got to feel like real parents. By real parents, I mean the ones you remember from your childhood, those stolid folk that sat around in lawn chairs drinking beer and discussing Reaganomics while you tore up the yard playing epic games of tag. I was wondering when child autonomy would start happening...I think we're getting close.
Thanks to Chris and Emily for a great dinner!
Also, to answer Lori from yesterday (thanks Lori for a great question! Aren't you guys supposed to be on vacation!? Stop reading the blog!), I am a magician with kids' clothes. Actually, it was easy, she was wearing a one-piece jumper (which we got from a used clothes bin and caused a hotly contested debate between Jen and I as to whether it was pajamas or not), and the thing had snaps on the bottom. So, sorry it's not more interesting an answer involving feats of contortionism and fancy clothes extraction.
Day two hundred and fifty three.
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