today ava asked me if we could snuggle for a bit while carter was sleeping--and i said "in just a second honey, first i have to run around like a crazy person and get all this stuff picked up" (the house was a mess, a load of laundry needed to get done, dishes washed, toys picked up etc). so, she patiently waited, and i washed and straightened and picked up as fast as i could.

then just as i started to sort the laundry, she came up to me and said "mommy, when are you going to be a crazy person?"

carter went for a follow up appt. today and appears to be on the mend. he is a ridiculous ball of energy.

and of course it is inevitably a good day when "jack's big music show" is the version with "mel's super swell dance party--YIPPEE!" picture a puppet dog, normally a drummer, now being a dj, hosting a dance party with house music. and with all the best moves, to boot. i cannot get enough of it. especially with the character "dancy nancy" -- an actual human that is superbly groovy. i think i get more out of it than ava. she looks at me like i am nuts as i bust a move with carter on the living room floor.