because i really have awesome parenting skillz, coupled with the fact that i was so sick of looking at Emily’s scary snaggletoothed sharkface (and i mean that in the most endearing of ways), added to the fact that her dentist told her it needed to come out…i gave her a ten day limit to pull it out herself. if she did it on day #1, she’d get $10, day 2 = $9, day 3 = $8 and so on. here’s the kicker, though. for each dollar she doesn’t get, i was going to give that dollar to her brother, which, to an overdramatic 8-year-old, is by far, the worst punishment EVER.

she pulled it out yesterday. she got $9. Josh got $1.

we really have the woolfs to thank for this. i *think* Emily may have a wee crush on this guy.

as does Missabella, on this one.

also. please note the crocs my daughter is wearing. (HATE) and they aren’t even hers. they are Emily’s. after going an entire season wearing only boots, i hadn’t realized that her runners are about 3 sizes too small. i learned this the hard way, after forcing her to stuff her little sausage foot inside. there was lots of screaming.

oh, also, we saw the worst movie ever made.

Paul Blart, Mall Cop.

i mean, sure, i love a good fat joke. i mean, to me, there is little funnier than a little FAT GUY IN A LITTLE COATing. and seeing Kevin James cruising around on his segway made me shoot diet coke out of my nose, but REALLY? my god, this was BAD. not even the fat jokes in this movie were funny. if i wasn’t there with my three kids and my nephews, i totally would have gotten up and left.

in other news, i’m GOING TO FASHION WEEK IN TORONTO! i mean, yes, it’s not new york fashion week and i’m not going to get to interview Tim Gunn like this bitch awesome, awesome friend but, hello, fashion week! awesome! only problem

(and i know slynnro‘s going to be all “yes, ali, your wallet’s too small for your fifties and these diamond shoes are too tight” WAH. feel bad for ali. she’s going to fashion week. WAH. it’s almost like when my friend Tova said to us last night at dinner…”well, i have a huge headache from sleeping too much today!” ahem. sleeping too much? really? hahaha)

is i really have NOTHING to wear. i mean, my clothing? NOT HAUTE COUTURE. my clothing is haute casual line at the gap. people in my office wear cut-off jean shorts and crocs with socks, people! i don’t usually have people to impress on a daily basis.

anyone want to give me some advice? what does one wear to runway shows and to interview celebrity models and fashion designers?!??

HALP.