the space between

~the space between, 

the tears we cry, 

is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more~

-dave matthews

Who knew having two little girls so close together, they would be so different? But when they meet in the space between and play and laugh together it all makes sense. Yesterday, Maddie climbed in Morgan's crib and held her and kissed her feet and said "ah, I love you morgan" and she kept kissing her and hugging her. 

I felt so happy.

Caity comes to dance

~Did I mention The Women Love Anthropology~

~God Bless our America~

The farmer's market is beautiful. It really is a gem of a little place. Usually we avoid it like a plague on weekends. The massive amounts of tourists, and it can get so crowded that you can hardly move but who knew it was 2 year old dance-a-rama on Saturdays? Aunt Caity was in for the weekend and she wanted to go on saturday night so the women (Maddie, Morgan, Caity and I) packed up, found a great spot to park and went in. There was live music, and who knew? A field of 2 year old dancers with proud parents of all kinds. Maddie danced with a little girl in a princess outfit, and ran around with the boys. Morgan was into it for a second then decided that the Micheal Kors store was way more interesting. She kept running up to the glass doors begging to go in. Of course, the 2 guy associates of the fashion persuation said I must be so proud that she has taken a liking to Kors already. But when I went in with Morgan to give a quick lookie, everything was made in China, Sorry Micheal Kors, not going to support you anymore now that you have taken your manufacturing off America's Soil:(