It's 8:30 and everyone is in bed, even Tracy! This means I have both the computer and the remote to myself. It's so quiet that it is almost unnerving, but I'll take it. Tracy doesn't feel well, and has foregone homework tonight. A rare occasion. Hopefully it's not a cold; I think he's just plain worn out.

Today was not as smooth as yesterday. India was up at 5:50 and Kate evidentally woke up on the "wrong side of the crib". Within 5 minutes of her getting up she was pulling India's hair! It's a good thing she is so cute. And the child knows how to use it! She cocks her head to one side, pats me, pouts her lips, and says " I torry, Mommy" in her best pitiful voice. This afternoon India obsessed over Lion King (this has been going on for MONTHS) and kept repeating "Pretend I'm Mufasa and I'm getting dead" and "Pretend you are Sarabe and I'm getting dead" and "Pretend Kate is Simba and I'm getting dead"... a theme here? I know, they are aggressive and weird, but I love them just the same.