Harry Potter

Maria and I are normally pretty smart girls. So WHY we decided (it was really all my fault) that it would be a good idea to take our children to go see Harry Potter at 5:10pm today...it's a mystery. For the first half an hour (um, like during all the millions of previews, maybe?) our turbo-charged kiddos did this. And ate the very healthy and organic snacks we brought (otherwise known as hot dogs and popcorn from the concession stand).

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Once the movie started, it was an entirely different story. Andy and his mama had to leave early and between feeding Matt and taking care of Andy and procuring more rations, I think Maria saw about twenty-three scattered minutes of the film.

When we went outside to meet our poor beleaguered friends, Carly decided to help Matt when he was fwyin'.
Um, I gave you a blanket AND I'm patting you very gently. Why didn't you stop crying?
A paci, perhaps?
She's such a sweet little helper! She's always talking about "I hold thee baby Matt?" and giving him toys and books.

SO STINKING CUTE!

Matt and I were having a little convo while his mama got the big kids all squared away in their carseats. Look at that dimply chin!
And Andy looks like he's five. Seriously. This handsome little boy is only two, I swear! He and Carly chattered away in the backseat once he finally gave in and let her hold his hand.