Noah is full of ideas. He's a problem-solver. And he likes to be right in the middle of whatever's going on. Sometimes that tends to drive others crazy. Like when someone's trying to install a dishwasher or move a heavy piece of furniture, for instance. Oh! And he's determined. Determined, that is, when it comes to doing what he's set his mind to. Not usually very determined when I've asked him to solve some math problems or write a story. But certainly very determined when he wants to be the one to uncrate the aforementioned dishwasher. (That kept him busy for quite a while.) Sometimes these qualities are a challenge for the rest of us to understand or accept, but I do have faith that God can use them for good.
Saylor was a gorgeous "Mommy Doll" in McAfee Ballet's production of "The Velveteen Rabbit." She couldn't have been cuter. (It's funny how the little ones get under those bright lights and just totally lose all sense of direction and ability.) And she stole her portion of the show. Literally! Just ask her teacher...
Gabriel is actually becoming a...............(wait for it).................TALKER!! Yes, he is!! Over the past couple of months he has just started jabbering like crazy. There's not much he won't at least TRY to say. Of course, that means there's a lot we can't understand. But he makes every effort to get his point across. He's also forming sentences like "Atticus, come upstairs "; "Daddy home?"; and "Ready go Mimi's house." You just don't understand. That's HUGE!! And so, so beautiful to hear! I'm thankful to be able to finally say that he now has more words than we can keep up with.
Atticus is such a little bright spot in our home. He laughs at all our antics, plays happily in his crib when we need him to, and makes peace when he is playing with something that belongs to someone else. He even calls for his bigger siblings when he wakes up in the morning, because Noah will often be the one who gets him out of his crib and Saylor often goes in there and entertains him while Mommy snoozes a few minutes more. (Shame on me!)