If I Hide Here

No one will ever find me (standing on the back of the couch) and I won't have to go to bed. 

Sword Fight

Swords are big in our house right now, so the kids are fighting with swords lately (so far no injuries).  Vivian has a stance, not sure where she learned it and Sam fights with one hand behind his back- I think from a fencing lesson from his grandfather.

Stickers

Better than on the furniture.  

Trampoline

                                                   with her caregiver- jumping beans

Mysterious Banana

So when the banana that I unpacked from the snack bag was set on the counter, next to a screw driver and ended up looking like this, I asked Sam if he had repeatedly stabbed it with the screwdriver.
"No," he told me and went back to doing what he was doing.
I remember reading an article once about a crate of bananas that arrived at a store and then at someone's house, with tarantula eggs in them.  I briefly thought that perhaps there was some strange insect or critter that came with the fruit.
I went back to Sam with the banana in hand.
"So you didn't stab the banana with the screwdriver."  I reiterated.
"No," he told me again.  I was totally perplexed and ready to start purging fruit.  A few minutes later he finished what he was doing and found me studying the other bananas.
"I stabbed it with a Lego," he told me as he passed by.

If you don't ask the right questions you don't get the right answers.

Under the Snow

Scootering with the kids and found a mound of snow not yet melted, complete with an entire parking curb now revealed. 

Time to Go Home

The last night we were in Brooklyn and everyone was almost asleep, Vivian sat straight up in bed and said, "I go home now."
"No, not now.  Tomorrow,"  Sam and I told her.
"No mama," she told me and held up her fingers, "two more minutes and I go."

Rainy Day in Brooklyn