Gigi, Boo, D.

That's what I'm listening to on the monitor as Reese is lying in her crib. She's not crying, no protest at all, but she is, I know, deeply missing her best friend.

We dropped off Gigi aka. Mama (Reese now calls her "Mama" and refers to me as "MyMama," it's quite creative) and we are sad. Thankfully Reese fell asleep on the way to the airport tonight so she didn't get to tell mom bye. That would have started a waterfall. Instead, we got home and Reese went looking for her upstairs (sigh). We have really got to work on Gigi getting a job in the Marlins organization. Really. We had another busy day. Here's a shot of Reese brushing her chompers. She's been a master at this for a long time but Gigi put a stool up for her today and she acted as if she'd done it 100 times. Such a crack up. She's loves to brush her teeth. Hope that sticks! Please don't hate on this photo. I am trying to get the shot when it's a "moment" and not worry that it isn't so pretty. Horribly exposed but I love the chick in it!

We start Gymboree tomorrow. We're signed up for gymnastics and music class twice a week. So fun!