SWING VOTERS

Election Day approaches.



Times are tough. Mom is watering down my juice even MORE now.



My brother has boldly declared himself an "Obama-baby."



I'm concerned about a Democratic majority in the Senate and Congress, so I may vote McCain.

You're right - that's INSANE!



I defer to the younger generation on the election...



Anyone as hopeful and content as George has got to have the inside track on this one!

HOW DO YOU SOLVE A PROBLEM LIKE A LUKE?

Hi. George here.



So my brother Luke talks a LOT. Like all the time.



I don't speak toddler, so I don't always understand him.

But he's very gestural, so that helps.



He either just said, "snuggle" or "football."



We're listening to Luke's favorite mix -- "The Sound of Music" medley.



Wow. Luke's right - these nuns can really belt out a showtune.



Uh-oh... Luke always wants me to get up and dance with him during "Doe-A-Deer."



Over and Out.

A ROOM OF GEORGE'S OWN

When the diaper shipment arrived this week, I got an idea.



I think George needs his own space! The dimensions are perfect.



Poor kid shuttles back and forth between the hall, the living room, and Mom and Dad's room for naps... a man needs his own four walls!



What? No! NO! My room is not available for subletters!

ON THE SET OF "MOTHERHOOD"

Location: the West Village movie set of the upcoming feature film "MOTHERHOOD" -- starring Uma Thurman, Anthony Edwards, and Minnie Driver.

The occasion: me and Mom and George scored walk-on roles in the movie!



Here I am with my co-star, Delilah, and Delilah's manager... I mean, her mom.



Delilah and I are friends from way back.



Our rapport sparked rumors of an on-set romance. Those Page Six people are dogs!



Is that an US WEEKLY paparazzo behind that parked car? SHAMELESS!



Delilah's mom says to grin and bear it -- if it will help the film, we should let the public draw their own conclusions about the relationship.



Moms and kids prepare for our big moment!



We hit our marks...



And ACTION!



Uma plays a harried, blogging urban mom of two kids in the movie. I think Mom should have been her stunt double.

"I'M DREAMING OF A PERFECT PUMPKIN PICTURE..."

This weekend, the whole family went pumpkin picking!

Here I am with my friend CeCe.



Mom had the hugely questionable idea that we should get a "family photo" at the patch for our Christmas Card.



But -- in the spirit of family unity, I decided to help Mom by art directing the photo.

I hand-picked some background bales of hay...



I moved a big tractor that was blocking the selected photo area.



I carted in some camera-ready gourds...



And finally, I shuttled some unsightly fellow pumpkin-pickers (not pictured) out of my photo space.



My little brother, however, refused to cooperate.



He doesn't like the idea of "staged" family pictures... so he torpedoed the whole photo shoot.



Here's what you will NOT see on our Christmas Cards.



And this one will definitely not be coming your way in December.



And no, this picture won't be accompanied by a little sound chip so you can hear George crying while the card sings "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas".



This brother of mine is a piece of work.

GEORGE SPEAKS! (Sort of)

[*N.B.: The following conversation is the first time George Francescani Skinner has officially gone "on record" and spoken to the blog.]

GEORGE:
So I'm the new guy on the ticket.

But the world will soon realize that I'm as much of a Maverick as my big brother.



We're still getting comfortable with each other's styles.



He's sort of...excitable and enthusiastic and hands-on.



And he's not big on boundaries or personal space.



But I think we balance each other out well!



I'm small and he's gi-normous.



I'm a solid napper, and nap-skipping is one of Luke's great strengths.



And we both believe in keeping our parents awake as long as possible at night -- Maverick-style!



Although my brother addresses the media all the time, I'm more selective. I don't want my words misconstrued... I'm still learning to talk, after all!

Watch out, gotcha-journalists and blog-readers...my brother has big feet and he's not afraid to use them on you!

S.U.V. (Skinner Utility Vehicle)

With the current gas crisis, and the woeful state of the economy, we Skinners are doing our part to conserve energy...

Mom's energy.



Behold: our S.U.V. -- two Skinners in one luxury stroller! As seen on the pages of US Weekly, being steered by celebe-moms like Madonna and Gwyneth.



George and I are loving our tricked-out titanium ride. Let's roll!

STRAWBERRY FIELDS AT AMA'S

So, George and Ama bonded the other weekend on the strawberry bedspread.



Ama thinks he's pretty adorable.



Hey Ama! Don't you think a baby of twelve whole weeks is old enough to ditch his pacifier?


...Because I do!



FLASHBACK! Summer of 2006 - another Skinner baby boy on the strawberry bedspread.



Please note: the distinctive LACK of pacifier in said baby's mouth.



But hey, this kid is living in the now.



If Ama endorses the paci -- I'm holding onto mine until George gives up his!