Sometimes I really pity Brad for living with five other female creatures under one roof. I know I'm going against my own policy here by stereotyping, so forgive me for saying this: girls can be moody. When one of us is moody, all of us girls get moody. I woke up in a bad mood and Halle woke up on the wrong side of the crib.
And it's a BEAUTIFUL day outside. We girls just don't make any sense sometimes. The only thing Halle smiled about was the Pecola theme song. Ohh great! She's jiving to a song about being square.
We all knew this day would come.
Our dangerously cute but beautifully reckless toddler who may or may not resent this blog as a teenager. She lives and breathes for the park, but the moon and airplanes take her breath away.
A master of the guitar, air drums, and patience; keeping us alive with music and sillyness. You can find him making sound effects at the center of giggling crowds of kids.
A devout liberal with messy, hippy tendencies and affection for both the internet and astronomy. She loves to write and secretly wishes she were "girlier".
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