Okay... so it's been 15 days since my last post. Maybe I'm over-reaching trying to blog everyday. Here is an update regarding the kids.
Finleigh: She was playing with my Bell calling card and she started running it down the wall on its edge. It took me a few seconds but I realized that she was swiping the card. Note to self: she is always watching us!!!
Paul: Paul said "Hello" yesterday. I was saying hello to him and he said hello back. I thought it was a fluke... but then I said "hello" again and he said something that sounded just like "hello". Alex heard him too. He loves to talk to us and tries to copy. He got his first cold yesterday. Lots of coughing and sneezing. The little trooper is as jolly as ever.
Me: I fell down the stairs yesterday. I'm awfully sore today but I'm grateful I didn't break anything.
Memory of my Dad: I remember the time that Dad nearly cut off his finger with carpet cutter when he was fixing the pool table. He nearly passed out at the sink when Mom washed it off to see how bad it was cut. I was a teenager and I got the job of driving Dad to West Lincoln Memorial hospital and waiting with him for stitches. I guess I remember feeling glad that I was able to do something for my Dad instead of him always doing stuff for me.
Finleigh: She was playing with my Bell calling card and she started running it down the wall on its edge. It took me a few seconds but I realized that she was swiping the card. Note to self: she is always watching us!!!
Paul: Paul said "Hello" yesterday. I was saying hello to him and he said hello back. I thought it was a fluke... but then I said "hello" again and he said something that sounded just like "hello". Alex heard him too. He loves to talk to us and tries to copy. He got his first cold yesterday. Lots of coughing and sneezing. The little trooper is as jolly as ever.
Me: I fell down the stairs yesterday. I'm awfully sore today but I'm grateful I didn't break anything.
Memory of my Dad: I remember the time that Dad nearly cut off his finger with carpet cutter when he was fixing the pool table. He nearly passed out at the sink when Mom washed it off to see how bad it was cut. I was a teenager and I got the job of driving Dad to West Lincoln Memorial hospital and waiting with him for stitches. I guess I remember feeling glad that I was able to do something for my Dad instead of him always doing stuff for me.
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Scary moment being in another room and just hearing the tumble down the stairs. Thank god there wasn't a kid in your arms. We're working on carpeting the sucker asap.
I support your wild claim that Paul can say "hello". He's pretty fun for a 2-month old!
I'm glad you came up with the idea to turn Finn's attentiveness against her. We now discuss things (in front of her) about how we'd love for her to go number 2 in the potty, and how happy we'd be... I'm sure it'll sink in soon.
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