I'm drained and exhausted from the emotion and merry-making that has ensued, so I'll just skip to the pictures, but if you're interested in what else went on this week, you can view a little homemade music video, peruse my retelling of Abby's first impressions of Frozen, or read about Mia's very ordinary-but-special day.
Someday, hopefully soon, I promise to have pictures of the month-anniversary sort. She's due one last set, after all.
|My two girls. What a lively (and loud) duet they make.|
|Large, medium, and small.|
|Brother's birthday bottle backing. (Say that five times fast.)|
|Couldn't have set this up if I'd tried.|
|Sweet Michael provides solidarity during Abby's time-out.|
|Nana helps the birthday girl find her toes.|
Overheard this week:
Though I can't for the life of me remember the context: "It needs to froze. No, no, no, it can't get freezed."
After he gave her a bear hug to help her through a time-out: "Thank you, Michael. I feel much better now."
During dinner one evening: "Oh, I got a little mushroom soup on my dress. Guess you've gotta throw me in the washing machine now!"
Though he's often hard to understand, so we're almost never certain that we've actually heard what we think we did, it seems that he attempted the following:
"Don't, don't do that!"
"I want a cookie."
He most definitely announced "apple" quite clearly after I turned to an illustration of one while we read through a new book, which was a first for him (verbally identifying without prompting) and a moment of great excitement for us both.