In theory our life isn't any busier right now than it ever is, but every time I feel like I'm about to catch up with it, things get away from me again. Le sigh.
I'm still reading all of your blogs, just lacking in the commenting department, as per usual. My apologies...
So the weather here has been sort of lousy - cool and wet and not much fun. But there was one nice day last weekend when we managed to take the kids for a park visit. Maybe one of the last before we need hats and mittens to be outside.
Kids in motion are happy kids - do you remember how large a tennis court seemed when you were little?
This afternoon Harper was running around in the kitchen and told me, "When I fart it gives me gas so I can run my ship. It makes me blow forward." That doesn't have anything to do with these park pictures - but I thought you'd enjoy it anyway. What a nut!
How about one more story that has nothing to do with these photos? Harper has been saying lately that all the boys at school like her, in fact, everyone at school likes her! I am never quite sure how to respond to this, accept to say that they probably like her because she's a good friend, etc., etc. I don't know why these statements make me cringe a little - of course I want her to feel like the other kids like her, but I don't know, maybe I wish it wasn't so important to her already?
Anyway this afternoon she said (about the boys at school), "It's just too much love Mommy. I can feel the kisses right now!"
What am I supposed to do with that?!
You can't tell from this photo, but Harper was actually terrified after Matt helped her into this tree, and I was all, "You're fine - just smile!"
Michael turned 19 months when I wasn't looking. We are seeing our service coordinator tomorrow to talk a little more about the speech thing. He still isn't saying many actual words, but the other day he patted my leg to get my attention, signed "please" and pointed at the couch where I was sitting. Does that count as his first sentence?
I made a comment about the leaves on this tree looking like they were on fire - Harper wanted to take a picture to show how you crawl low to the ground when there is a fire in your house... It IS fire safety month!
In case anyone was wondering how the dentist went - it was just fine. Harper shed a few tears during the fluoride treatment - still anxious from the Post Dentist Puke Event of '08. But otherwise, no problem. Michael was a trouper and just toddled around the waiting room, perused the dentist's books, and climbed on (and fell off - oops) the little picnic table benches.
There's not much point to this post, except to say that we're still here, running on our little wheels, moving forward.