When two toddlers meet in the night

Auletta and Dylan of Bleisenblog met at Thanksgiving last year, but I'm sure Auletta doesn't remember that because she was six weeks old. Their encounter this year was the first one in which Auletta was fully interactive, and it was an interesting anthropological study of complex toddler meeting rituals.

Auletta explains how it's going to be in the Schwab household. Ha ha.



Note she is holding a small football helmet.



Oh look at the quaint little baby.



I am going to take this please. Thank you.



Auletta is OMGWTFBBQ.



Do you like my hat?



Oh did you want that hat? Here you go.



Really I mean it.



Whatever. Where's the pie?