Update

So the kids are adorable these days. Tommy still talks of superheroes constantly and is focused on obtaining two things: a ben-10 watch (don't worry; we don't really know who he is either) and a Spiderman costume. Tommy likes to know what animals eat and we often spend the entire walk to school discussing this topic. After a discussion of what snails eat, his teacher Miss Karina told him that snails ate two of her mother's rhododendron plans, and now he wants to get rhododendrons so that he can have a pet snail. (He really wants a pet, and a cat is his top choice.)

He is telling a lot of stories these days. Here are two from this morning:

This is a story about a lion. Once upon a time, there was a lion. He saw his mother and he saw a deer and he was trying to catch it because it was baby's snack time. The lion ran so fast, you couldn't even see him! Then they goes up onto the deer and killed its leg and ears and mouth and back. And there was a little baby chicklet -- a kind of baby bird that lives in the forest -- and he went pshew! off in the sky and flew away. And then the story's done. All done.

This is a story about as snake fish. Once upon a time, there lived a snake fish, and after that there's a big huge story of the fish that lives in the dark with the light thing over the top of his back. I'm not very scared of those. The snake fish was looking for his dinner and he met one of his friends that was a shark named Jack. And they went together and found loads of little fish and then gobbled them up and that's the end.

Lizzie loves to read. "Goodnight Moon" is her favorite. She loves to sing "The Wheels on the Bus" -- her part is "round and round, round and round, round and round" though her pronunciation is imperfect. She also sings part of the Wyoming fight song, whatever it's called. Last night she said, "help please" after I prompted her. It was adorable, in her tiny voice. When she doesn't get what she wants, she lets you know immediately and emphatically. She loves to eat pancakes and pasta. She takes after Millie in that she is not a huge fruit fan though she can sometimes be convinced to eat grapes and pineapple. No berries at all.

Lizzie loves to run into her room, wrap herself up in her drapes and play "where's Lizzie?" It's a very very fun game. Tommy and I pretend we have no idea where she is, and when she emerges from the drapes (which can take a while depending on how thoroughly she's tangled herself in them), she laughs and laughs.

Lizzie's other big news is that she is done nursing and she seems totally fine with it. Yay.

Photos next time? (Or, even videos? I have a great one of Tommy running like his favorite dinosaur.)