We all have colds around here - first cold for either of the kids thus far, so certainly no complaints there. So we have encountered a new realm of grossness: bogeys. Matt's not sure what to do with them, except for to wipe them. On whatever. Yes, whatever. We have caught him wiping on the couch, on the kitchen table, on my shirt, your shirt, my pants...gross. After one incident, Lori says, "Matt, where are you supposed to wipe your bogeys?" And Matt responds, "On da couch." The moral of the story: Be careful where you sit.
Last night, getting ready for bedtime, Lori is getting the big kid settled down.
Lori: Matt, please get into bed.
Lori: Matt, I want you into bed.
Lori: Matt, put your head on the pillow, now please.
And Matt, standing at the head of his bed (two mattresses on the floor), bends over at the waist and leans his head on his pillow.
Abby can do two things on her own now - wave hi (sometimes bye) and clap her hands for patty cake. She keeps the right hand still and hits it with the other one. Isn't that darling?
She's also starting to eat some crunchy things like rice chex and life cereals. Gets more on the floor than in her mouth, but it's a start!
Abby wants to be wherever the action is. Which means, whenever there is a monster truck rally on the couch, she's there. And more than willing to gnaw on one of the cars. She isn't much good as pit crew, but she wins points for enthusiasm.
Love and gooey sniffles from us,