My cleaning lady was giggling today when I returned from the grocery store. She said, “Greg left but he said ‘tell Liz I love her’.”

Why that’s so funny, I’m not sure.

Maybe it’s because what he really said was, “Tell Liz I’m going to London.”

On the way home from school Hanna asked, “Mommy, have you ever heard of The Wally?”

Me: No, is it a game?

Hanna: No, it’s like Christmas with presents and a party where sisters feed their brothers and the food is really spicy…I think it’s from England.

Ah Diwali.

Ellie shoving her hands in my face invading the personal space rule we have yet to master: Look at my hands after swimming Mommy! They’re all Pringles.

Tingles or wrinkles, that one’s anyone’s guess.