The M-dog and, well, the dog are stuck alone at home with Mustafa

Mommy has gone into the city to visit friends for a few hours, so Maya and Lola are currently bereft of her charming company.  Thankfully, both are easily sated with food.

Rebecca almost didn’t go.  She was very excited at the prospect of going on a short jaunt on her own earlier in the day, but when we rolled up to the BART station, she was close to tears at the thought of leaving us.  I suspect the emotion had more to do with leaving Maya than with leaving me, but - hey - a guy can hope. :)

So I’m sitting here listening to the new U2 album and watching my two daughters snore.

Side note: I’m still deeply depressed about the attack on the Sri Lankan cricket team in Lahore yesterday.  (It’s just another reminder of how far Pakistan has sunk.)   If you all know anyone who’s Sri Lankan, give them a hug and an apology for me.