Lucas and Lila think that they can play with anything in our house. This includes my makeup, electrical sockets, grandma's phone, and dirty laundry to name a few. The most interesting choice of play is the empty room downstairs. It has a small carpet remnant inside. They call it the "magic carpet." They are lost down there for minutes at a time rolling inside the carpet or just moving it around. I'm just waiting for the spiders to come out and scare them to death.

Consequently, Lucas watches the Magic Schoolbus religously. They have a creepy crawly bugs edition and he loves it. Last night, he told me he was a spider and was catching me in his spiderweb. He then mauled me to death.

I spent the evening watching a dvd of the family, which Jenny produced. I laughed so hard I could cry. For instance, Dad got a set of tools for Christmas. His reponse was "Real tools, for a Real Man." Cracks me up! Than Jenny sings a song for Jesse with her lips pursed together. What a riot! I of course remembered my younger years when I was thin and had lower cholesterol.