I Do Believe in Fairies

Rainy day. Still in pajamas at 2. Eating rice krispy treats and hamburgers and salad. Kids playing Battleship. Fire going. Popcorn maker going. Barry on plane to Africa. We watched "Finding Neverland," which was too much talking for the kids, but too much crying for me. It's good to start a day with a tearjerker. Also good that James Barrie once walked the Earth, dreamed up Peter Pan and left him for us.

I keep passing the turtles that someone gave us for Christmas. They just float there in their own doody. Like the rest of us. They seriously don't move. I could put fake turtles in there and then I'd never have to change the water.

The other night Lilly was telling us the names she had for her kids. "Sella, Bella, Poofer and Assa-hole."

We laughed so hard we cried.