I tried to put my arm around Jen in the car again tonight. Lily said no. We're still on chaperone lock-down.
Tonight we had dinner with Jen and Scott, Jen being a Carlsonian matriculate with Jen. They made awesome food and Lily and Abby got their very first taste of foie gras. And polenta, which is actually bad of me that I haven't made them polenta yet. After the now-ubiquitous 15 minute warm up time where the kids don't want to let go of our legs, they were social and mischievous.
Lily was showing off her dance moves later on, and managed to loser her step and crack the back of her head on a table. Ouchie. It was very wince-inducing, and she actually cut her scalp (barely) and bled (a lot; she's a world class bleeder). Poor monkey. She cried for a few minutes and was dancing again in five; nothing can keep that kid from the dance floor.
That's about it for the day. Business as usual.
As for what the girls can do lately, it's all about the music. They are now able to sing along to the "Wheels on the Bus" refrains on cue.
Me: "The horn on the bus goes..."
Them: "Beep beep beep!"
It's a hoot; they can do almost all the verses. Abby seems a little more adept at picking up the tunes, as she usually sings along to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" with increasing accuracy. She gets pretty much the whole melody, and you can hear her getting sporadic words correct. Our favorite, though, is "Shoo Fly". When we get to this part, "....I feel like the morning star," she yells out "Sooooooo!", which is the lead in to the next verse. It's something that is probably much cuter in person and I'm describing it really poorly.
Please just take away the fact that my kids are starting to sing along with us and it's so cute it would make you puke. How's that? Succinct!
Day three hundred and twenty three.
Still cleaning out FL pictures....
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