Sometimes, the childrens will sit facing each other, and take turns stealing the pacifier from their siblings mouth. (Zoink!)
Today, there was only one. Mr. Grunty had it, and knew that he had to make a break for it. He turned to crawl away, Miss Squeaky tried to crawl after, but Mommy's leg was in the way. So, doing her best defensive lineman impersonation, lunged forward and grabbed the top of her brother's shorts and stopped him mid-crawl.
They were up late tonight. Maybe they'll let us sleep in.
Miss S has tooth #3! On the top. She's been walking really good. But still, sometimes, she wants to hold onto a parental hand, so then she can run. Sometimes, when she's fussy, and we pick her up, she'll latch her hands together, and put her arms down between herself and a parent, and nuzzle her face into her parent's shirt. Snuggly, warm, and a great way to clean the nasal drip.
Mr. G has a new fun game. He'll reach out his hand towards you, then when your hand gets close, he'll pull away and laugh.
They're still happy to feed me Cheerios.
Posted by joncim at July 4, 2008 10:11 PM