Hey ho. I feel like it's time for an update on life, but there's also nothing really specifically important I have to say either. We've been busy, but most of it is non-blog material. I know, I blog about pregnancy and potty training, so my readers must have strong constitutions. But even I have my limits, and I feel our secret practices to join the Russian tightrope specialists are best left out of the public eye. I don't want to disappoint though, so let's see what Warner hijinks we can release to the press, shall we?
Madeline continues to be a delight, in that she alternates between making me laugh hysterically and testing my patience to the utmost limit. She has become master in procrastination, and is finally starting to skip naps regularly. At the most opportune time, as per her history, because just as she's eliminating one nap a day, I'm looking into adding a few, and this results in a real scheduling conflict. In her defense, it can't be easy getting stuck in the house a lot because your mother's energy levels are about on par with a sloth. We're exploring new realms of mother daughter fighting, bonding, and sumo wrestling. All in good fun.
Kimberly has decided to be grown up. I routinely forget that she barely turned one, because she wants to do everything Madeline and I do and is pretty good at most of it. She still only says a few words, but she repeats a lot of sounds and tones and makes herself understood pretty well. She runs, climbs, wrestles, gets her own snacks from the pantry just like her sister, and pretty much rules the roost. Either I've forgotten what Madeline knew at that age, or it's true that the second child benefits from an older sibling's example, because she just constantly amazes me with what she understands and can do. I'm thinking of selling her to the circus.
Anyway, there's some crumbs for you. We'll just be hanging around, waiting for Christmas and attempting to better ourselves with fine literature and gourmet ice cream. Audios.
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