my oldest now knows how to pretend. when did that happen? a piece of string becomes his morning companion in sunroom adventures. there is lots of jabbering and i’m catching more of his words than even this time last week.
then there is the youngest. he’s almost one. and i think he’d like to remind me of this on occasion. like at the grocery store, where for the past 11+ months only the oldest has gotten the free bakery cookie. but yesterday asher almost got whiplash as he whipped around in the sling, stared at elisha’s cookie then looked up at me with some fairly confused eyes. he got the cookie.