Dear "the Ro Ro" and Bubba
Dear Rowie and Vera-- Before it gets away from me, I thought I'd write you a fall letter. You are both sleeping after a lovely trip to the zoo. I don't need to tell you how much I love you both, but I do need to tell you to STOP WAKING UP AT 4AM. you're killing me. I try to think about as military-style sleep training. If I can function as a normal person now, just imagine what I'll be capable of once I can sleep again... please note bags under eyes. But I do have to say, if I'm going to wake up for anyone it would be for you two, because you're pretty darned cute Halloween was fun this year. Rowie, whenever I asked you if you wanted to dress up like Thomas (the costume you picked) you would say "no, Mama. I Rowie. Dress up baby" (also, you've been calling me "Alta" a lot instead of mama, and I don't think that's funny.) I honestly think that it's my fault you won't dress up. Last year when I
