A day in the life

of Bode:

I think this was right after I unwrapped the mini-blind cord from around his neck and figured out that the "decaf" tea I was letting him guzzle was not, in fact, decaffeinated.  

 and Mia:

On her way to school diligently practicing a poetry reading that she decided to do for show-and-tell.

After school when I asked her how it went she said, "Terrible.  No one even listened."

I wanted to cry.  But instead I shrugged and told her that happens sometimes and I still think she is awesome and smart and creative.

And then I got on my knees and prayed that she would never stop being who she is and that her overly-caffeinated, ER-trip-waiting-to-happen brother would never stop being who he is either.