...and miraculously we managed to get passed it really fast. In fact it didn't even stop the impromptu photo shoot with my little Anjali. I said lay on your tummy and give me something-anything. She said Aaaahhoohhjaaa and came up with this look. Click.
The rest of the day seemed to go pretty easy as I only had to pick her up some 400 times and clean her diaper 20 times. Actually 4 of those 20 times were back to back to back to back so those 4 should only count as 1.
We then made it over to Granna and Poppy's house (my parents) so I could run out to do a quick rehearsal for a short film that I am shooting with the talented Melanie Torres.
We interrupt this program to bring you important information...
Steven Spielberg and Michael Bay you need someone who is pretty and can act too. Melanie has both.
...and now we return to our regularly scheduled nuttiness.
When I came back my mother and step father (if they hadn't already loved her) fell in love with her even more. I said to them if you love her so much keep her for a few weeks...
...so after we got kicked out of Granna and Poppy's house we picked up Jaxon from daycare and ran over to Washington Square park. Poor Jaxon will never know how special WSP was with it's drug dealers and homeless people.
Then Vivian picked us up at the park, rushed us home, threw us in the shower, put the kids to sleep, cooked me a romantic Jenny Craig dinner, and asked me if I wanted to go dancing.
I said yes. And for the next 3:20 seconds we danced at club living room and then at 10 something we went to sleep.
There are 3 things I can't change... my 2 kids, my 1 wife and my 0 rights.