Naomi says nay-naid for band aid. That's pretty much my reason for starting this blog. Or, Jadie Ruth first called a Popsicle a plastical. Isaiah really started grasping today. He was laying on his "jungle" gym and I watched him actually take hold of the little parrot and giraffe hanging above his wee little hands. I am desperate to remember these things and for my children to be able to hear these stories instead of "I was so busy with 3 kids I don't actually remember what your voice sounded like or what your language was before you learned to speak like the "rest of us". As I am typing Naomi is going back and forth bringing and taking pink and yellow plates from their tea set given by Gamma. Pause- I need to go change Naomi's diaper- she has stunk for a while, but now is just admitting to it("I no sit my poopoo") and willing to have her diaper changed- I have decided to choose my battles and not force it. So, NOW we will change it, without a fight. Much nicer for all involved.
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