WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO OUR NATS?

Every night we watch, thinking it's the night they turn things around. And every night we end up disappointed. Like tonight.

Meanwhile, N needs to get used to the quirks of his mom. Every morning, when I wake the girls up I call them something different, like "beauties" or "hip-hoppers" or "picadillies" or something like that. Today, when I went to take N out of the car at TSNS, I took him out of the car and said, "Come on, Wiggler!" He said, "Mommy, why did you call me Wiggler? My name is Nate." We have some long years ahead!

Daddy is in Boston tonight for work. He did a talk at Tufts and one at Harvard.

Here is a nice email I got from the head of the ballet school tonight. I emailed her to tell her the girls will be missing ballet rehearsal on Thursday. She wrote back: "Thank you Gayle, they did well today!"

9 days til the girls' birthday!