Sunday Night

I could write a bunch of pretty words here to distract you from the fact that really I just want to post a few pics of my kids like oh! Shiny thing! Insert pithy observation here, something vaguely smart-sounding here. Or I could just say this: check out how much my kids look like each other. (And how freaking delicious they are.)
Above is a photo of Zoey at 7 months. Below is a photo of Ozzy this past weekend. Like a boy/girl bookend, n'est ce pas?This weekend also saw Zoey's continued obsession with Wednesday from The Addams Family. On Saturday I told her to get dressed because she had a play date at a friend's house. When she came out of her room, this is what she was wearing, complete with a paper cut-out collar taped to her dress. Since then she has hijacked this Tibetan wooden carving of hands that I have and is calling it Thing and taking it everywhere.Needless to say, this is the napkin I drew to put in her lunchbox tomorrow...So that's that. Let's pretend I have something to say here that wraps this whole thing up with one of those bows with the curly-cue ends. Yeah, like that.