Ellie appropriately attired for the rock and roll crowd.
Yes, those chairs are leather. Yes, Emma is smearing frosting on them.
Emma is not that tall. Yes, she is jumping on that couch. With Tanqueray glimmering in the background.
Relaxing in front of the bajillion dollar TV.
Is this a living room or an atrium? Oh wait. Both.
My dear friend Samantha invited us to a children's show at her friend Steve's place in Pepper Pike. The artist is Randy Kaplan, who is increasingly well-known in the hipster kid's music crowd (sort of like our own Justy Justin, Justin Roberts, or Brady Rymer, or Farmer Jason, or the ubiquitous Laurie Berkner). Anyway, Steve has a nice house--really, really nice--and his kids are older and apparently able to keep the house in pristine condition. The girls lasted just over an hour before Emma started with, I need yogurt! I need hummus! And we had to bolt. However, there was spontaneous dancing, and quite a bit of interest in Randy's guitar. What a terrific morning.
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