Wtf. Why would nissa blurt out, as we are driving, "I'm too pretty for those losers."?

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sad, sad, sad

while today was great with fabulous weather, it also brought some very sad news: my high school i attended will be closed in june. my hopes to send my two girls there to get the supportive, challenging and rewarding experience that i enjoyed are shattered. to my fellow suzies, we should mourn the fact that our numbers are officially limited and the world will no longer be molded by the power that is scholastica graduates.

2 things

1. who blasts talk radio? an older woman just rolled up in front of my house BLASTING some AM station. i pity her obvious lack of hearing.

2. found out something interesting about nissa today. ani was crying in the car and nissa said something about "peek a boo", to which i responded yes, that would probably make ani stop crying. nissa clarified that that is what she does when she has a nightmare, to stop herself from crying. she plays peek a boo with herself. interestingly self-reliant move. i like it.

out and about

i started my day by letting nissa know that we were going to meet my friend rocio for lunch. "rocio? i LOVE rocio, she has curly hair just like me!" we slowly, but surely made our way out the door and caught the bus to the el. yes, ani is strapped to my person and nissa walked on her own. we enjoyed a lunch on the famed pedway, picked up a birth certificate for ani, visited rocio's office and took the scenic way to the brown line. the irving bus stop was full of high school students, so we grabbed a crepe to buy some time. we then took the bus to revere park, where nissa made a friend to run around with and play in the dirt. we walked home from there. it was an unseasonably warm, though very windy, day and we really enjoyed it to the fullest. nissa got blown over a little, but we made it home in one piece. ani was a real trooper the whole time and patiently wen along for the ride.