Gemma enjoying some butternut squash
Also what I love her for? Her ability to blow raspberries with such vigor that, if she is on her back on her blanket, it looks like someone misted her with a spray bottle. And her blanket is so wet that Joel asks if she had an accident (um yeah, and then I let her just lay in it. thank you, dear, for that vote of confidence). I especially like it when she does it in the middle of, oh, say, a Sunday School lesson. Or if a stranger peers at her at Target. I told her we should work out a system where a series of winks from me should get her to do it, but we're still in trials on that one.
Donovan trying to get Gemma to eat "duh yast yittle bit."
Gemma is finished.
What I love about Donovan? The way he practices the word "silver" over and over ("sihr-vol...sihr-ver...sil-vol...sil-ver...sihr-vol") and finally says, "Ack-shwee, mom, I fink I wihw juss say gway." Or the way he holds onto the front of the shopping cart and rides, one arm hooked onto the basket, the other raised in a "Charge!" motion, saying, "All aboard!" as we cruise through the grocery store. Until I realize that his tune has (literally) changed to be an original composition and the lyrics are: "I wuv to go potty standing up! Standing up is so fun! I sit down at home, but when we are not at home I get to stand! I wuv to go potty standing up!" Repeat who knows how many times until I casually-but-strongly suggest he sing something else. It WAS kind of catchy, though.
2 comments:
I love him.
love the "raising redheads".....how are you guys?
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