The kids are pretty fun right now….except when they’re not, of course.  Like when Naomi deposited the hand towel in the toilet this morning, then scooped it out, dribbling toilet water to and fro.  Or when she was too tired to settle for her nap and worked herself up to a puke, spewing chewed up cheese and banana and stomach acid all over poor Charlotte bunny.

“You know, MY mom has LOTS of money.”  Milo made this astonishing announcement as we were driving up to Arthur’s pass last weekend.  I might need to back up and explain…

That morning we couldn’t find his Spiderman sunglasses, realized that we haven’t seen them in ages, and concluded that we might need to buy some more.  “I got those sunglasses in America,” Milo remembered.  “We could go back to America to buy some more.”  We chuckled.
Jeremiah: “You know, it costs a lot of money to get to America.”
Milo:  “You know, MY mom has LOTS of money.”
More giggles from the front seat.  “Where’s all my money, Milo?”
Milo: “In the bank.”

“You know, MY mom has LOTS of money.”
Milo made this astonishing announcement as we were driving up to Arthur’s pass last weekend.

Milo is talking up a storm, and isn’t shy to give a new word a confident try.  He pointed out a “falin” while we were biking, and his finger toward the sky gave me the clue I needed to come up with “falcon.”

Milo is super proud of his new bike. It has a pedal brake and one front hand brake. We must have made quite an impression on him when we cautioned him not to use just the hand brake or he’d flip over the handlebars, because he includes that safety tip in all his “Look at My New Bike” tutorials.

I’m sure the novelty of washing dishes won’t last until a useful age, but it’s still charming to hear that little voice ask “can I wash the dishes?” Naomi likes to get a piece of the action too, toting around the little chairs to see to counter height….but that’s when the floor gets a wash as well.

Naomi has a buckle fetish. Car seat buckles, high chair buckles, stroller buckles, helmet buckles; she has to give them all a go.

THIS, yes THIS harmonious picture, is why we have two children. Milo is reading Naomi a story. He looks forward to getting her up from her nap, and takes full advantage of her agreeable nature. “Naomi, want to build a fort?” “Ya!” We still maintain hope that some day, two together will be less work than one.