Sunday, February 04, 2007

Even yet still more on my talented, intelligent, beautiful children.

My daughter is quite the budding dancer...

My Guy has discovered a new talent:

He can get up on the footstool. He hasn't quite figured out getting down, yet.

He also has an expanding vocabulary of signs. He signs "more," "food," "milk," "please," and "finished." Two teeth are coming in, so he's cranky as all get out, and at night his head revolves all the way around and he vomits pea soup. Then he falls asleep for an hour or two and wakes up smiling and fresh, while mom and dad stagger around stunned and exhausted, thumbing through the yellow pages for "Excorcist."