I've been getting a lot of worried emails because of not blogging for a few weeks. And by a lot I mean two. Things have been great----but crazy. And now I guess the crazy is over and we are back in Santa Monica and our summer at the beach has begun. we are gonna have (as one kid kept screaming the other day every time a wave pulled him under) "SAND IN OUR BUTTS!"every day. Well, not every day. I think once a week or maybe twice we'll hit the beach. Why not. It's there. It's RIGHT THERE.
We were in Seattle for a few weeks as you know then we came back and Jeff was supposed to be flying in the same day that we were but he got stuck in Alaska due to bad weather and finally arrived Sunday AM. He was exhausted but so happy to see Leo. And if I stood right behind Leo and his eyes were forced to land on me he seemed happy to see me too. We hung out for a day and then I had to leave for San Fran to shoot the second half of the movie. And Leslie and Emma arrived on Sunday night too...so it was a flurry of activity and FUN. It worked out really well--Jeff was able to hang with Leo on his own for a few days while Emma and Leslie went to Laguna Beach and then they came back and took care of Leo for the last few days after Jeff had to go back. I got back a few days ago--(this is so boring) and have been hanging with Leslie and Emma. And Leo.
ANYWAY--now I'll detail everything I've eaten. I'm kidding. I"m trying to think of how more detailed and mundane I could get. The point is---Leo looked SAD as Emma and Leslie drove away to the airport. He likes people around and they were the best. He will deeply miss Emma's charming personality but mostly her bosoms. And hers is the first name he's ever said. EMMA. He crawled on top of her whenever she was laying on the ground and looked completely in love. And though Leslie didn't have the bosoms he likes he fell in love with her too and put her whole nose in his mouth. Then he slapped her then he kissed her. He's like an Italian boyfriend.
But now that everything is over...WHAT AM I GONNA DO? I guess I'm gonna have to work on weaning him off his bottle. Though I may wait until he's 2. Like they do in Africa.
My next projects are all ones I have to self motivate to do. I hate those. But I have our expensive part time nanny starting for the next 3 weeks so I'll have some time to get some work done. Though right now I'm feeling like I have so much organizing and catching up to do. Post sub-letters and such.
And what am I going to eat every night? This is going to be bad.
Please send stir fries.
Leo is talking up a storm. I can't understand him most of the time but strangers on the street seem to. They are always saying "yes! that's the moon!" when I think he's just making random noises while chewing his tongue.
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