First Slumber Party

Well, I can't believe I'm admitting this, but I had a *really* hard time getting to sleep last night after I dropped off Violet for her first slumber party. Apparently all went well, although she turned into a raving lunatic upon arriving home and had to take a 3-hour nap (that's normal, right?) But what I want to know is, if I was this nervous for a slumber party 5 minutes away, how am I gonna handle teenager-hood???? Yikes, people!!! I can only continue to believe that karma doesn't behave in the popular sense of karma. That is, I must hold out hope that one's own actions don't literally come back to bite one in the ass in the literal 1:1 correspondence, or I'm in for it. I mean, really, if I am seeming vague here, it's because people might actually read this, and it's not really the forum for that kind of self-incrimination, now is it? At any rate, thankfully, I am getting WAY ahead of myself here. I am just happy that my beautifuls are both snug in their little beds, right where I want them, right where I can sneak in to watch them breathe and pull the covers up around them. Sigh.

I Think I Have to Turn Myself in to CPS

We have been trying to venture out to different neighborhoods each weekend, fantasizing about our escape out of the valley. While dropping in on our friend Justine, Henry managed to crash off of a chair and land face first, all while we were all sitting right there!!! He looks terrible! But he seems to be fine, smiling just as much as ever (i.e., pretty much all the time). Ugh!

The Curiosity of an Almost-6-Year-Old

Violet asks a lot of great questions. Recently, we had to work through the following:
Which came first, the chicken or the egg? She reasoned that the egg had to have come first. When I asked her who laid the egg, well, you get the picture...she grinned at the whole conundrum, but then tidied things up by declaring that it was the egg, and that was that.

Then came, "Mommy, how do you start to get pregnant?" Oh boy. After some honest discussion and carefully couching the "and don't go telling all of your friends this, because diferent families have different ideas about what kids know about these kinds of things," I think I, at some point, pulled a Sarah Palin, "I'll get back to you on that." Aw geez.

That was followed, not five minutes later by, "What was the name of the first month?" such that we had to research the age of the earth, etc.

My brain is tired and it isn't even noon on a Sunday yet.

Eagle Rock Music Fest

Philip and I had a date and went out to the Eagle Rock Music Festival last night. The theme seemed to be "get everybody and their brother (and sister) in the band" á la Arcade Fire. Once I got past my initial Brian Jonestown Massacre prejudices, I realized that I liked pretty much every band that I saw/heard. (See Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros for BJM flashbacks for reasons other than just the large cast.) I particularly enjoyed Abe Vigoda (caught the tail end), Le Switch and Light FM. It didn't hurt that it was a beautiful night with a gorgeous moon, we were out of the stinking valley, seeing friends, and we even found Mirror Pond on tap!

Upon arriving home, the evil nightclub on our block was going at full blast as usual. But I was so exhausted and blissed out I went right to sleep.

Can you say Chihuahua?

Yay! Jeff and Lara treated us all to Jeff's new movie, "Beverly Hills Chihuahua!" (Jeff wrote the story and shares screenplay credit). You know how you go to a kids movie and you just have to squirm at the pain of it? Well, this movie was the complete antithesis of that. It is GREAT! You MUST go see it, kids or no! It was really funny, moved quickly, had great characters, and yes, I am biased, but the story was fantastic (way to go Jeff!!). We had a great time - we even got to see the stars live and in "person," the two cute chihuahuas from the film. I was almost ready to head to the pound to adopt a pooch after this. Do I need to say it again? GO SEE THIS MOVIE!