The littles

Today is V's number day. She is 19 months old. She is so much fun. She can talk and talk and talk. We understand most of what she is saying. She is a daredevil. She'll climb on ANYthing. She loves to find a laundry basket, turn it upside down, and climb on it so that she can reach everything else.

She loves music still. She loves to sing "marching, marching… ". She also loves to sing "Jesus Wants Me For a Sunbeam." She also loves playing with her ball.

Last night, we were playing and all of a sudden she says, "Ashes. Ashes. Down." And then sat down. We haven't sung "Ring around the Rosies" with her. I texted her nursery leader and, sure enough, they do that in nursery each Sunday. So cute!

Baby C is loving hitting his toys. I might not remember correctly, but it seems like the other kids weren't as aware of their arms and legs as early as Baby C. He is 10 weeks old and he intentionally hits things with his arms and kick things with his legs. It is so fun to watch. :)

I am a blessed Mama. :)

V loves to sit by Baby C.  Can you tell?  She sometimes sits on his head, but that is rare.  She just loves to be around him.  It makes parenting a little difficult since he LOVES to be on the floor if we are around, but then he gets attacked by a toddler.  Hmmm...what to do.  What to do.