Coughs and insomnia

The kids each have both. It's an hour after bed time and both kids, and both maladies, are still going strong. But they're in their rooms, entertaining themselves. We may need to adjust their bedtime soon. Makes sense - having the house to ourselves past 8:00 PM was always too good to be true. Tess is drawing herself a story and came out with this question: "Como escribis 'Cinco monstruos estaban charlando juntos'?" I wrote it down on a piece of paper for her so she could copy it. See how that looks in the mornin'...

Main reason I'm doing a mid-week entry, though, is to pop some baseball highlights I just cobbled together onto the blog, thereby allowing interested parties - I don't know, cousins, uncles, grandparents, major league scouts - to check out the all-star form of The Q. Behold!



There - now Q is out here to read me his story. And T is hot on his heels, saying, "Papi, it's hard to write this." Yep: Later bedtime. Gotta go!!

POST-SCRIPT:

SO here's the story Tess dictated to me, stopping to add to the illustration occasionally:

Cinco monstruos estaban charlando juntos. Otro monstruo dijo, "Queres jugar conmigo al hide-and-go-seek?" Y los monstruos dijeron, "Eh, que es eso?" y otro monstruo dijo, "Es nuestra casa, en que vivimos. Entremos!" A little girl said, "Those monstruos are wicked bad!" Con su mami, dijo, "Let's give them some food, like bananas, and some pizza!" A whole bunch of kids said, "Hmm. You want to play hide-and-seek?" And they all said, "Yes." A lot lot lot more monsters are playing hide-and-seek.