So, I thought I'd jump back in with an update on the kiddos, and for my own record-keeping purposes so I can remember what they were up to at these ages~
Charlotte's favorite hobbies include: rolling around in fresh-from-the-dryer warm laundry, playing in the dishwasher, pushing her baby doll stroller, and reading books.
|It still reads just as well upside down|
Her favorite sleepy-time song is Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star; favorite playtime/diaper change song is Wheels on the Bus. I don't know how these became her favorites, but they settle her down if she is fussy, so I just go with it.
Her hair is growing and is still very straight, but starting to flip out a little at the bottom. Her signature hairstyle is a ponytail on top with a bow, a la Pebbles Flintstone. Mostly because that's the only way she'll leave the bow alone.
|At the playground in Sandestin|
|All buckled in|
She has a preference for bunnies in general, but none will take the place of Baboo. Everyone cross your fingers that Baboo remains in good health and safe keeping. Forever.
Barrett is growing up, most notably in his speech. I'm constantly surprised that I can carry on a two-sided conversation with him ~ when did this happen?? He definitely has favorite phrases, like:
:: Ready, set, go!!!!
:: Here I come!
:: Hey Charlotte. Whacha doin?
:: I'm a good boy! (usually said after having done something I told him NOT to do)
:: Excuse me! (usually screamed when pushing his dump truck through groups of people)
:: Kachow!! (quoting Lightning McQueen; excellent conversation-starter, used frequently when meeting new friends....or random people at the grocery store)
:: Hey buddy, need a tow? (quoting Tow Mater)
|before recent haircut -- all red curls|
|After his haircut. Big boy!|
His favorite sleepy-time song is Jesus Loves Me; playtime favorite is Old MacDonald; diaper change favorite is The Farmer in the Dell.
School art show masterpiece
|Can you spot the extra-adorable thumb print puppy??|
His Mother's Day Out program ended for the summer and he misses his sweet teacher so much! Everytime we drive past his school, he hopefully asks "How 'bout go see Mrs. Fryday?"
|We miss you!|
He started swim lessons last week and is learning to kick "really fast, Mama!!! Like a boat!!!" Apparently, boats kick really fast? Hm. He's having fun, although he predictibly hates it when the teacher lets him go to swim on his own and he struggles to keep his head above water.
C'est la vie, buddy. Might as well learn that now.
He is so proud of himself when he comes up, sputtering. And we're really proud too~~